The under current 2

Why do you still steal peaks at me. Still look if am here.

Why do you still care for me to be. When past was all we had.

I wait for your talks to start. Still wonder if I ever cross your mind.

I wait for our paths to cross, in this busy rat trap called life.

How much more you want, common things to be. I made all efforts I could.

Now all I can do is wait for you, to move beyond that look.

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