why be there when its the ulta actual mein - you dont get it !!
what the dream was bout still makes no sense...
but that one strange comfort it leaves you with every single time...
again ye biii nai samaj ata when uskuuuu dooor he hona mein like not even the slightest of you anywhere then aise dreams nai samaj ateee.....
but the waaaaaay it always makes you that strongly feel like you did correct smthing its as it weird as it sounds even in your mind......
like its been over a week now and there have been many dreams of his his closeness and all that but the sec you see feel him this way there is nothing else that matters or can come in the way.... from doing what the dream just made you feel like !!
like nothing else really matters, nothing else ever did but to just do what and how he made you feel like in the dream......
but the waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay that one beauuuuuuuuuutiful slow echo of his voice stays with you and HOW even now as you write and keep reliving that moment where you could feeeeeeeel his daaaaaadi ayyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaa that beauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutiful fuzzzy feeeeel of his daaadi over your forehead all you could smell breathe was him that close and then hear that voice o fhis saying your name..... and that one comfort it fills you up with !!!!!
howleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee howleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee only !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jabi uskuuu aisaaa deke meri andar ki mommy jaag uthii nai that one feeeel and this you felt this mroning too after waking up that one random self talk mad mode you land up in and end up feeling this way.... agar kabi ussee actual mein waisa mommy bani tabi i swear he will always be my first baby like literally in the literal sense of the word !!!!!!!
that one full looooooove full adooooooooooore will always be Him.....
like nothing no one i say in the world could come close even to the way you feeel for him !!!!!!!!!!
nothing no one ayyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa that one adoooooooooooooorable lil big beauuuuutiful thing i say !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what the dream was bout still makes no sense...
but that one strange comfort it leaves you with every single time...
again ye biii nai samaj ata when uskuuuu dooor he hona mein like not even the slightest of you anywhere then aise dreams nai samaj ateee.....
but the waaaaaay it always makes you that strongly feel like you did correct smthing its as it weird as it sounds even in your mind......
like its been over a week now and there have been many dreams of his his closeness and all that but the sec you see feel him this way there is nothing else that matters or can come in the way.... from doing what the dream just made you feel like !!
like nothing else really matters, nothing else ever did but to just do what and how he made you feel like in the dream......
but the waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay that one beauuuuuuuuuutiful slow echo of his voice stays with you and HOW even now as you write and keep reliving that moment where you could feeeeeeeel his daaaaaadi ayyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaa that beauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutiful fuzzzy feeeeel of his daaadi over your forehead all you could smell breathe was him that close and then hear that voice o fhis saying your name..... and that one comfort it fills you up with !!!!!
howleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee howleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee only !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jabi uskuuu aisaaa deke meri andar ki mommy jaag uthii nai that one feeeel and this you felt this mroning too after waking up that one random self talk mad mode you land up in and end up feeling this way.... agar kabi ussee actual mein waisa mommy bani tabi i swear he will always be my first baby like literally in the literal sense of the word !!!!!!!
that one full looooooove full adooooooooooore will always be Him.....
like nothing no one i say in the world could come close even to the way you feeel for him !!!!!!!!!!
nothing no one ayyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa that one adoooooooooooooorable lil big beauuuuutiful thing i say !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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