For You

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For You

For  you wanted to climb the hills
And she wanted to live by the sea.

For you were a mystery
And knew all her story.

For you were a questionnaire
And she was a bunch of answers.

For when you looked into her eyes,
Her heart would whisper
What the mind could not decipher.

For she knew the vulnerability
Of falling freely.

For she will keep the lights dingy,
And you will never see her eyes gloomy.

For you would think she never cared,
How good veronica pretended?

For all that you cover
Its time you uncover

For the last time
Before you walk away
Let her see the real you
Engross in the real you

And, detach from the real you.






                                                             Prerna Mishra 

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