Nothing just words

 Not much, but a small request.

Keep coming in the dreams, it feels like you're still inside.

Running in the blood, beating in the heart and smiling in my soul.


Keep coming when I am tired,

In a world of delusion, Be my core.

In a world of strangers, Hug me and Kiss me;

Tell me how much important I am to you.


But, the present is not hidden,

The reality is that you're inside me but away from the eye.

When I sit, read the old letters that are still left to be deleted,

I smile, I cry and I feel so anxious.


Sudden burst of emotions and I feel like a baby,

The one who would want your support,

But you're not beside,

Then I feel that I would do the best in my life,

Keeping you as a base in my soul.

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