The One

The one who talks through questions...
Questions of eternal promises..
Questions about life after death..
Questions the expressions of love...


I sat there, sipping tea alone..
And he asked, "Where are you?"
The place that always belonged to him..
The place that spent endless evenings listening to him..
The place that has his ness...


I waited for him long enough to last a lifetime..
and he questions, how long has it been?
He, the one who cooks love...
He, the one who has a guitar of vows..
He, the one who can capture dreams in his lens...


And one fine evening when I asked...
May I leave?
He said, "do you know how much I love you?"
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