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How Can I Say I Still Love You... 
When The Situation Is Up Side Down...

How Can I Say I Miss You... 
When I Don't Want You To Get Sad When I Say That...

How Can I Say I Want To Hear Your Voice... 
When I Can't Even Chat With You...

How Can I Say I Want To Hug You... 
When You Are So Far Away...

How Can I Say I Need To Hold Your Hand... 
When I Walk Alone...

How Can I Say I Want To Relive Those Moments With You... 
After Coming So Far...

How Can I Say Every Moment I Think And Feel You... 
Even When I Am Asleep...

How Can I Say My Heart Misses Yours... 
Even When You Are Still In There...

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Abhishek Gorale

A software engineer by profession and a curious blogger by will. An ambivert who balances his creative and geeky sides.


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