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'You and me' - this poem explores what it means to be a pair - for without either one, this unit wouldn't exist.
‘You and me’ – this poem explores what it means to be a pair – for without either one, this unit wouldn’t exist.
Tonight as the thunder-storm rattles the windows And the raindrops splash against the glass-windows, I can almost hear you whispering sweet-nothings into my ear.
Tonight as the thunder-storm makes the tree leaves swish And the raindrops descend upon the parched earth, I can almost smell your distinct male scent.
Tonight as the rain-clouds veil the moon And the raindrops draw a curtain around me, I can almost taste your nicotine-burnt lips on my tongue.
Because on nights like this, You and I come dangerously closer.
Because everything comes in pairs in the universe. Pleasure and Pain. Sun and Rain. You and Me. For without ‘You’, there won’t have been any ‘Me’. Without you, none of my struggles would exist. Without you, none of my depressions would exist. ‘You’ and ‘Me’ co-exist in two different worlds, Light-years apart. Nights like this bring you closer to me From a world that exists beyond the curtain of rain. And write our very own love-story.
For every love, there exists a story. Even for the unrequited ones, too.
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