When I missed him, I would rush to the restroom to scream out his name.
When I was with him, I would be gliding in the air about one feet above ground.
When I was alone right after meeting him, I would not even remember my own name.
When I was in a party longing for him, I would sit alone in a secluded corner with his thoughts.
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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)
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