I cant help but reblog it here.. One of the rare posts which I like of my own words

Hopeless Romantic

Don’t ever try to come in front of my eyes again.

I am sick of judging whether you look fat on that particular dress.

 

Don’t ever try to come in front of my eyes again.

I am sick of your day long diwali shopping.

 

Don’t ever try to come in front of my eyes again.

I am sick of trying all the shirts in Pantaloons just for you to find the right shirt for me.

 

Don’t ever try to come in front of my eyes again.

I am sick of the night calls in which you talk about our kids and their kids’ future who are yet to born.

 

Don’t ever try to come in front of my eyes again.

I am sick of your ability to surprise me day by day.

 

Don’t ever try to come in front of my eyes again

I hate…

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