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I remember how I smiled, when with you, and the feeling of elation I had. I kiss other women, but they don't have your vibrance, and they pale compare to you. The memory of you comes randomly when I am alone, like a zephyr in my memories. A smile comes on my face, parting my lips, and staying for a few minutes. The kind of smile that people would remember, if they saw it. Where is your echoing laugh, and the way you said "Oh, Aditya!" when I said something silly. |
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It is incomplete, but I don't know if I should finish it.
It may be better to leave it incomplete for maximum wistfulness. On Shweta Singh.