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As I glance into those crowed streets
Filled with happy faces
I look for a reflection of you
A you, reflected in the eyes of a true enthusiast
As I see them crossing hand in hand
I peek back
I look for a similarity
Which I wish to proclaim in the near vicinity
I live in a dream
A dream which vanishes as I sleep
I believe reality can only be achieved
When you and the world lies asleep
As I wake up to the dream
The fakeness in you dissolves my imagination
As I move back into the happy faces
Each day looking for a new reflections of yours
Have you ever walked up to a shop
Asking for a toffee of your choice
And never ever you get that
And walk back devastated
That joy with your choice
Can never be fulfilled by others opine
I never get jealous as I see those happy faces
As they can only be the reflection of my imagination, but not my emotion
Today as people ask me why I don’t give up
I tell you
I am never afraid of you turning me down
I am just concerned with me, not convincing you enough
Today as I walk back into the street
With the same imagination
I look for a new reflection
Which would seem to replace my realization
But nowhere do I see
Someone with unconditional love like me.