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I wrote about you because I knew about the thoughts bursting in my mind – but I did not know what exactly was it that I kept thinking. I could only know what I was thinking when I read the words I had scribbled – a small part of the world you had left in me.

Wasn't it strange? How I decorated and adorned all that pain with words and called it poetry?

And then, there was nothing left to write about you – because some feelings can't be spelt in words.

And that's when you came back into my life, knocking at my door – saying,"Heard that you missed me. I missed you too."

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