Time passes. Its a sunday. Few more minutes to end this Sunday. Remember how hard was to leave you in Sundays? Remember how hard was it to say good bye for one week. I went mad. Its was damn hard to take that bus at Pettah around 6pm. I was in excruciating pain. I couldn't leave you. But I had to. But emotionally I was with you. Fights broke out. Fights occurred not because of serious issues. Fights occurred because of love. So sunday ends. Writing this arpund 11.30pm while doing a 24 hour duty. Not a single minute spent without remembering you.. I miss you a lot.
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