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Till the end of my life...
As you sat across the table staring at me I wished that you would hold me, We must have talked on 'n' number of things: The past, present and what the future would hold for us. What would we be like when we are fifty plus I saw us together, hand in hand Walking in a park, Still holding each other close in the dark. I wondered how it would be like To feel the warmth of your embrace And the happiness was shown on my face, I wondered what you were thinking What, according to you, would the future bring? I sat there, eyes glued to the table, Too shy to look into your eyes Staring at the glass reflecting you Waiting for you to make a move, But you sat there, still staring at me As if your eyes were loving me to the depth of my soul. Finally, I looked up at you and our eyes met And I could feel my heart thumping within my chest, I was waiting for the moment When you would say it all. Had you asked me, I would have said yes But my heart still waits for you to confess I would be there to share my life with you Even at fifty we can begin life anew Just call my name and you'll find me by your side Till the end of my life, I'll be waiting to be your bride ~Akansha~
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