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DON'T KNOW WHY...??

CONSCIOUS VS SUBCONSCIOUS!! It is like you are not sure whether you are alone or you have a companion... when you are not in spirit!

Don't know why I feel,
as if I am missing something,
Don't know why my heart aches
every time you cross my mind.
Don't know why I feel empty,
empty and hollow,
don't why I feel this way
feel as if I am lost somewhere
somewhere in this lonely crowd
Crowd of people..
People,, I think I know!
Lost in them, lost with them
Yet find myself alone...
I had a companion throughout
I think or I have?
I have or I had?
still confused...
Don't know what I am thinking about,
But still I am lost in someone's thoughts!
Thoughts that are random,
But revolve around that only being,
the only one, I wish to forget!
Its true I live in my own world,
My world of fantasies...
Though its created by me,
yet not controlled by me...
Feel like a puppet,
dancing and prancing around,
doing things I don't wish to!
don't know why I am so obsessed?
don't know what ties me to you?
feel as if you are a part of me!
the more i detach myself from you,
the more I become a part of you!
don't know why?

I think of you...
I dream of you...
I talk of you...
I think I know you!
I think I understand you!
I think and think...a lot!
that is the only thing I do!
don't know why???

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