Inseparable by punctuations
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Mindfulness makes no regards,
When I become thoughtful about you.
Confession is mere way of escapism,
To hide my sincere love
Naive are those thoughts of thee,
Which could never reach to reality
Thy presence knew no boundaries
Of happiness, strengthening me.
Timid, breathless, I fought,
Condense, regulate, the feelings.
Truth neither looks good nor gives pleasure,
Linked are our hearts, which say in unison,
I miss you
Miles won't stop thy hands from embracing me.
Nor could relationships, pull us apart.
You are the dew drop of heart
Boon to me as my companion
Inseparable by punctuations.