From a Distance

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Just when I was afraid to lose her. I looked into those eyes which were still on me when that stupid guy took her away from me.
This one sided love story was never going to work deep down I already knew that, because that is the ugly truth. 
I was sitting in the corner of the room, everyone was busy doing their work, and I noticed her again, looking at me from the corner of her eyes, that's what she always does. 
And then, just then it felt like, 
How simple it is for me to be with her, even though I was not going to be, 
How simple it is for me to look at her even though she is stuck in a crowd,
How simple it for me, not to lose her because she was already mine
And
How simple it is for me to untangle her hair, when she feels frustrated from them. 
And I know the truth, which is I'm never going to be able to do that at all.
But there is one thing that I can do, which she will always let me, 
That is to love her from a distance
Because she is always going to let me.
-Shantanu Singh 

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