I have written #2254 poems only for you and more than 2300 altogether and sometimes I wonder whether you get me at all. I have witnessed your misery, your stubbornness, your love and anger and you seem to be not sure of my affection, my love and dedication. What am I to do? I honestly love you, I don’t want to hide or lie about it. You wait till I leave you, you think I would. What is wrong with you I have no idea. But like always, I wait. May be you will come to your senses. Probably…

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I thought I was in love, till I met you. I love you, so much...
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