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Tumhaare Ishq ki syahi

Just think what will happen to me,
If you stop smiling when I'll look at you.
Whole world will become a noise to me, 
Shattering my dreams of me being with you.
Just think how heavy my heart will be,
If you stop stargazing 
Whenever I'll do, 
If you stop hugging 
Whenever I'll spread arms for you,
If you stop waiting 
Even when I'll ask you to,
If you stop walking with me,
Walks full of your extremely boring talks.
If you stop holding my hand,
In that interlocking way,
Showing your possesiveness over me.
If you stop taking a glance at my smile,
And telling me how beautiful it is
And how much it melts you.
If you stop playing sudoku with me,
If you stop telling me how crazy you are,
If you stop taking care of me as you do,
If you got too angry at me and pushed me away.
Remember we have this time now and now only,
So celebrate it, live it, feel it, cling to it, and embrace it.
Even being away
I can feel every moment
Spent with you.
I miss all your smiles
I miss your eyes
I miss your pooky nose
I miss the hairs on your chest
And How i used to lean on your cest
And you trying to support my weight
With your arms on floor
And soon you start to tremble.
I miss your hands, and your lips.
And my finger on them
And sometimes even my lips on them.
I miss every pimple of your face,
I miss that beard,
And those wavy hairs on your head
Giving you a mountain shape on the top
And running my hands through them.
I miss your irritating hairs
Which now have become smoother
Since you got bald.
Now I like it when they touch my neck,
While earlier when you used to rest your head 
On my shoulders your hairs used to poke my neck.
I miss your sexy neck
Which makes me thirsty.
You also know why do I hug you so much
Only to smell, bite and kiss your neck.
I miss your comb.
I miss YOU.
You are so wonderful to see, 
Hear, tease and play with.
You are the cutest
You are the smallest
You are the smartest
You are the best.
You are the definition of romance for me.
Before I didn't know much about
What I want in my man.
Now, you know how much I fight,
And I have shown you every side of mine.
I want only your accompany whole life.



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