Hold my hand for we standing at the same gyratory, that same old spark in our hearts which once burnt our whole world that same fire gave birth to the phoenix of guilt which breaths out regret and bleeds misery.
Hold my hand to save me from downing in this ocean of regret where the storm of wrong commitments still prevails.
But this time let us drown together, for we will wake up in a world too different, a world where our hearts would be free to hug and eyes will be free to kiss the other. And Us?
We'll just keep drowning deeper into it, being fearless we'll love "us" like never before and let the phoenix burn away giving away bleeding love.
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