The letters
that I wrote to you..
the letters
in which I poured my heart out
in which I poured my heart out
talked about my beliefs, my fears
my dreams, my tears
and wrote about things
to let you know
everything, first n foremost.
Even the things
which bothered me
which bothered me
embarrassed me
depressed me
Things, I never told anyone
I wrote to you those....
Today I found
the bundle of those letters
neatly placed in your old dusty briefcase
untouched, unread, unopened...
My priceless possession
my pride, my self respect
intact..... protected.
My priceless possession
my pride, my self respect
intact..... protected.
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