//Love at the wrong places//
And it all began when I started keeping love at the wrong places.
I kept some of it in my eyes, so when I was gazing hard at you, I was making love.
Under my breath, this is why the last time I took your name you felt relieved.
It was love in my dreams that made you feel content when you slept next to me.
But most of it still remained in my heart, ran in my blood, supplying every fibre of my being and this is probably how all of me was all of you.
Then where did we go wrong ?
Perhaps it's not the places that were wrong but the person.
~ Khushbu
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