Kritesh: I can see for miles and miles and miles…

Torn in Two

Why would I do this to myself?

Should I answer this now, or later?

Is this turmoil necessary?

To what end?

Is there destiny?

Or do we write our own?

How many times have I asked “Why me”?

How many times have you replied “You deserve it.”?

I’m afraid, this is as far as we go.

I am a part of you though.

What if I decide to return? Will you be there?

Will it matter? Do you care?

Can I even do this?

Hey, don’t you cry tonight.

  • We have to talk!

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