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The meetup

We were in love, we understood each other
Then she came and I began to love her
He had a deep anguish and parted us
Now, I don’t know whom to love
He is my childhood friend
We were friends since He had created me
But, now it is different
Actually, it is all my mistake
Why did I love her? I shouldn’t have
Now I wanna return
But both have closed their doors
I hope the love will be created
And we meet again, all three
In the midst of sunny night
Where we can discuss the future of me
But, I know, He is my ultimate friend
So I’ll try to save our friendship when we meet

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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