Komal Gujar

7 hours ago

You and Me 

I’ve envisioned us as a black-and-white photograph, akin to the moon in a dark night. I don’t have grand expectations—just a bit of care and a promise to be there, now and forever.

I’m not asking for the moon, just for you to hold my hand in a crowd. I vow to support you, not merely as a pillar, but as your backbone.

Take me to a place where time stands still, where we can share our secrets under the moonlight. There will be moments when our words don’t align, but let’s not let them drift apart.

When I’m feeling down, I hope you’ll be my caring partner. In the midst of a crowd, when I feel lost, I just want you to look into my eyes and remind me that I’m yours.

Together, let’s listen to the waves, count the stars, and add vibrant strokes of color to this beautiful life we share.

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