To the light that sparkle in my eyes while I'm around you, to the smile that you see when you shower me with your words.
To those eyes asking me if I want more of it. To those lips of yours touching mine and leaving me stunted all behind.
To all the good music on which we grooved together, not pondering upon what might come tomorrow or further.
To all the touches that reminds me of you and only you. Lost my heart, doesn't know what to do and what not to do.
To all of me asking for more pastas and more coffee. Baby you're the cranberry to my vodka and caramel to my toffee.
While I say I love your eyes, cause they talk to me and I know when they lie.
My heart didn't know how to pay back to you, for the amazing moments that I owe you. So here's the love of mine poured into the harmony of strings tied into the mandolin.
So, Cheers to celebrate this short yet fondest memories of us. Yet to ask for a thing from you my dearest.
Yes, promise me, my dear friend, that you'll surely, truly, miss me till the end.
Yours crazy love
©sunandaa
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