innocent love.

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Our love was innocent back then,
It is innocent still now.
But the life is playing its cards
So even if you love me we have to go apart.
And
We will hold till those cards bend.
Cause,
Like every common love story,
I wanna be with you at the end.
So will you miss me,Like I'll miss you
Till those cards bend?

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Dedicated to Apoorvatripathi15
She requested me for this poem.
Because of her i came up with this poem.
Thank you so much!

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