We met, we became friends,
We parted, the story ends.
This can't, in fact, be the whole truth,
To meet you again, I'll fight nail and tooth.
You cared, had warm feelings,
You coveted, for me had leanings,
Its a fiction, I cannot live without,
About its truth, though all may have doubt.
I love you, have always done so,
Your feelings though, are difficult to know.
Maybe its the myth, of the one sided love,
But for you, I'll trade, the heaven above.
Fact, Fiction or Myth, we are bound with a Karmic debt,
That Love is the transcendent reality- I know only because you I met!
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