Wished To Be Yours
I wish you were like a shot of vodka
and out of my system the very next day
or like a sweet dream
which I would have forgotten easily
or may be that shooting star
which could make my dreams true
Instead you became that
winter evening which I can never forget
you became that road
which still gives me goosebumps
you became those little moments that
I'll cherish for life
you became my every thought
but I couldn't become your all
- Spica
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