21st September π
It was 21st September and I still remember My mom was so excited when she got your picture I still remember how all messages began It started with "How are the kids? Where are you at?" He texted back, "Posted to Sargodha Mushaf" My dad showed me their messages. I saw your picture and I said, "Thank you, baba". He playfully slapped me and I hugged him back Every time I see your picture, it gets me wondering, "How will we ever reunite?" I wish for it to be at a comfortable and peaceful place When after 15 years, I'll finally see your face I'll get to know you if it's fate I will meet you at the right rate When the time is right I'll confess how much I love you For each other, we'll fight Once we meet, that again I'll never lose your sight
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