Tears well up But I force myself to smile You I wa…
Tears well up
But I force myself to smile
You I want to spend more time with
We have spoken into the night
Hours on end
I still have a lot left unsaid
That bench, that pen
That swing off which you fell
Would remind me of ‘our’ times
A collector or memories I am today
Treasuring my little assets
As I go in search of more…
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Sruthi said,
March 17, 2007 at 6:15 pm
aww… thats a beauty.. true..as much as i wanna feel all ok aboutit … i cant deny the fact that ‘m going to miss coll… my class …friends…councilees….fellow school mates i gotta know better in coll..
Naresh said,
March 22, 2007 at 6:23 am
lovely.
very nicely sentimental.
looks like you love your college even though you try hard to deny it.