We walk against the surface of scarred road
And under the moonlight we go
Talking about the things you're aghast to tell
Whispering with a pinch of smirth
You held my shoulders extending your arms to mine
As we continue to dash among the crowd
You silently murmured,I wish She can love me as much as I love her
I pretended to listen whereas I am not
I was invaded by these thoughts
Wishing to hold you,feel you

-And I wish you can love me too,I muttered frailly.

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