I am going through this strange phase..its called something..
I have to dine alone, walk the same...
There are these alien roads, even i want to make them familiar..
I have those seats in front of me empty,
Every time I am eating out.
Every time I sleep, there's this silence...
It is not that I am missing anything..
I really don't..
I am just here..
With myself..
I have to dine alone, walk the same...
There are these alien roads, even i want to make them familiar..
I have those seats in front of me empty,
Every time I am eating out.
Every time I sleep, there's this silence...
It is not that I am missing anything..
I really don't..
I am just here..
With myself..
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