I visit him everyday
Like a drunkard vising a bar...
Its sweet to have him in my mind
But those memories mostly end up leaving me sour...
He is my baby boy
I want to love him
I want to cuddle him
I want to keep him like my soft toy
I miss you like hell
I fancy you like crazy
I always try and attempt to mend up the things...
But all the time you show me that you care a damn and you're busy..
I wished if you were mine
Life would have been fit and fine
I would have stood by you always
Would have never let you moan and whine
I wished if you were mine
I'm sure, through all evils and odds
We would have always shined..!! :)
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