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Mohana Ray

Drama Romance Others

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Mohana Ray

Drama Romance Others

Willow

Willow

2 mins
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When I first met you, I hated you as ever, 

Hated as if you were the worst person in this whole world, 

And you would be the last person whom I would ever befriend. 

But who knew that someday that hatred will turn into a never ending love? 


It was me, along with my band of friends, it was only us, 

But when you dropped in among us,

It felt as if you would take all my friends away from me, leaving me all alone;

And that's when I started hating you 'cuz you drove them away from me. 


And I still remember that I stopped talking to you, stopped meeting you, 

Because I hated you as you tempted all my friends. 

I ran away from you: I never wanted to see your face

Because that made me angry. 


But then slowly when my friends started blabbering about you to me, 

I felt to know about you more and more, 

And I soon fell for your other side

Which was invisible to others, but visible to me. 


I thought you were cold-hearted, 

You were a deceiver, 

But then I got to know that under your cold looks

Hid a very soft heart with which I fell in love very soon. 


I still remember how shy we were to talk to each other, 

When we went out for our first date, 

Looking at each other for minutes after minutes, in a serene silence, 

And blushing like two red roses in a garden of overflowing emotions. 


But at last we succeeded in talking to each other, 

Revealing our feelings to each other, 

Apologizing for the past incidents

And forgiving each other so as to move on. 


I still remember how you kissed me before dropping me near the willow tree of my house, 

And waited till I was safely inside, 

But not actually wanting me to leave;

And this was probably the beginning of our perpetual love story which seemed so surreal. 


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