I guess I'll wait for you,
Maybe, that's what you want me to do.
I'll give you space to breathe,
Maybe, my distance I'll have to keep.
You say there is a part,
Maybe, of you, that matches my heart.
Existing I might cease,
Maybe, till you find that missing piece.
Shall take decades it may,
Maybe, it'll be late to face that day.
But you'll know, I did wait,
Maybe, to make you regret my gait.
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Dhriti Chavda
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I am a student of Actuarial science.Saying I am fond of reading would be an understatement.I love reading.I am into writing poetry and I have a&n...
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