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Standing at The Bridge







I’m at this side, and you are at the other

But we pretend, this distance doesn’t bother


You are a distant cry,

Though how much I try – to reach you!


Repressed feelings – never revealed

But deep down, they get piled up


Stories from your side – still unheard,

Confessions to be made – yet undisclosed


My subliminal expectations for your approach

Fades away as time erodes!