I think you are after work going home. May be you are planning to visit cousins tomorrow. Im looking at Dambulla bus. The same bus which I was rushed to catch in Fridays. Same bus same place. We are changed. My heart is crying. Remember how I was running for the bus after a half day work? From Dambulla im catching the bus to colombo. Im not even sitting but im talking to you through out the journey. Sometimes you were so harsh. Didnt care me. Thats okay. But it couldn't prevent me fall in in love with you. I have my love saved for you Baba. I miss you. Please take care.
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