19.You
You are not my flower,
Which I pluck everyday.
You are not my rainbow,
Which vanishes in no minutes.
You are not my moon,
Which changes it's shape everyday.
You are not my shadow ,
Which leaves me when it gets dark.
You are my friend,
Whom I can count upon forever..
Love u guys.. will miss u.. abi hari gopu..shambu..😢
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