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Hope of Dawn

You see me with an open eye
You know how not to react at my sobs
Our friendship is becoming history
I don’t want to leave Your hand
But, You just stare at me from the top
I still consider You a friend
A friend who can only understand me
A friend who made me with impeccable thought
A friend who made me write for Him
You are a friend to me
But, we have to sort some things out
We are still friends
It is just You, who doesn’t respond to me
I know, I had forgotten You
You need to understand, that is what makes me
A reactionary, a dreamer, a sinner
But, I know when I will come back to You
You will pay me a visit
Ask me about my decisions of life
My friend, I am waiting to meet You
And discuss, what was Your intention
By getting me in trouble
Be ready for my questions, I am ready for Yours

By aamerbasher

Aamir Bashir is a Romance fiction writer. He has been writing for a while. Her Choice to Love is his first book.

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