Monday, August 28, 2017

tidings

I find myself in a strange place. Closer to you than I have felt in months. Talk of ill tidings! 

I have so much to say but I don't know if I will be able to write. I want to. I want to. I love you. You're there.

Neha

PS: jab bhi ye dil udaas hota hai, jaane kaun aas paas hota hai

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