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The Way Back to Us...

Yeah... That I agree.. Its very difficult to see any thread here without your comments. I know that's why you came to know that I am not commenting on other's threads na...

I haven’t even seen you comment on any thread. It’s not that big a deal to say so ah ah… even a newcomer can easily say that :facepalm: ​
 
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Tonight, after what feels like a lifetime, I am travelling back to you.
The road is quiet, the night is deep, and with every passing moment, I can feel myself getting closer to a place I once left behind.
Your stars are showing me the way tonight. Your little fireflies are lighting the path ahead. But this journey is not really about reaching you. You are the journey itself. You are the distance I have been travelling all these years.
As I move through this night, my eyes keep searching for the footprints I left behind on the roads where you once waited. I remember the afternoons and evenings we never spoke about, the wind that carried our unspoken words, the coldness of distant valleys, and the moon that quietly watched over everything we never said.
Maybe you don't remember those moments anymore. Maybe you believe they were lost somewhere in the past. But tonight, I carry them with me. Every forgotten smile, every unfinished conversation, every silent prayer, every little moment I once wished I could leave beside your pillow before the night disappeared.
And somewhere along this long road, I still hear that faint voice calling me back. A voice I thought I had forgotten. A voice that somehow survived all these years of silence.
Tonight, through the flame of a dream that has survived the darkness, I am coming back to you.
Back to the mischief in your smile.
Back to the quiet rivers of your silence.
Back to the story we never got to finish.
Back to the memories we tried so hard to forget.
I don't know what waits for me at the end of this journey.
Maybe nothing has changed. Maybe everything has.
But tonight, after such a long time, my heart has chosen the same direction again.
And I am travelling back to you—not because I forgot how to move on, but because somewhere along the way, I realized that a part of me was still waiting to come home to you.
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There is such quiet beauty in being drawn back to someone, even after all these years.
 
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