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Thursday, 2 April 2015

My Doves

I think perhaps I'll die missing and waiting to be with the people I love, I hold so dear to me. I am not saying that I am the only bastard who's so damnably off the way thinking every second about them, I know they love me too and remember me. It's just that I love these people so dearly that the moments spent without them seem so dull and lifeless. I miss their smiles, and I miss the way they laughed. I miss their gentle and sweet voice. Very few have ever been so kind to me, genuinely, and these are the one. So... It really kills you, the pain. Yeah. You keep on denying and live like it's your darned last day in this world... But I am glad, for whatever worth, it will be, that I came across such people. I hope they get the best in everything. They'll know this is for them, if they ever come across this. They'll know it in their hearts, I believe with all that I've left, will ever have and I had and have. I miss you so much my doves scattered all over the world. Aimma and Sajjal, I miss you The Most.