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You are far from me but yet around,

Little paradoxical it may sound..

Your  care for me is a beautiful place,

Where I find a longing solace..

Your somebody trying to make your presence felt,

Like the light from a candle which eventually melts..

I imagine myself dancing with you,

But I get lost in the crazy crowd searching for you..

I know we do not have same likes and choice,

But to agree with you says my inner voice..

I like the fiction you create in which I am involved,

It is like a mystery I never wanna solve..

P.S. Do not make any presumptions about who could this be for and who I am referring to. Its an unconscious effort! Otherwise it would have been Titled!