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The sound of those crickets still drowns me in the summer fantasy.

Nikita Gandhi

Sometimes I wish that I was the first you’ve met when you turned eighteen. There could be so many more years which we could have lived together.
NIKITA GANDHI

Live Myself Relationship Time Togetherness
Entangle me, into your talkative eyes. Let me breathe in, your breath often. For I’m tired of floating, in the shallow waters, when I want to get choked.
NIKITA GANDHI

Breathe Love Myself Relationship Shallow Tired
If I’m sharing you with myself, I’m daring to share your thirst for warmth, your body and soul, even your mistakes gone wrong.
NIKITA GANDHI

Body Dare Mistake Myself Share Soul Thirsty Wrong
You don’t need to wear a strong scent, to make me feel your presence. I can hear your heart calling my name from miles away.
NIKITA GANDHI

Call Heart Myself Name Need Perfume Strong
I wonder if there is someone in the sky waiting for me to wake up at five.
NIKITA GANDHI

Imagination Sky Waiting Wonder
Sometimes, I feel sorry for you. I’m not there to hold you, and this clouded sky do not let you talk to the moon.
NIKITA GANDHI

Feeling Hold Moon Sorry Talk Time Touch Yourself
It is hard holding a spot in your body that doesn’t want you.
NIKITA GANDHI

Body Hard Hold Yourself
With every new sunset, the sun fears that the waves might stop paying homage to it at night.
NIKITA GANDHI

Fear Home Night Stop Sun Sunset Wave
You make sunlight doubt its role in winters as you set my body on fire.
NIKITA GANDHI

Body Doubt Fire Role Sunshine Winter
The believe you carry in yourself is what makes you unbelievable for others.
NIKITA GANDHI

Believe Carry Inspirational Self Love Yourself
You can’t measure, my love for you. I’m a victor. I steal you, from my very own self, every minute every day.
NIKITA GANDHI

Love Measurement Myself Steal
I thought butterflies are frail until they began to flit in my stomach.
NIKITA GANDHI

Butterfly Fragile Myself Stomach Weakness
I have been confused with many pretty smiles earlier but your canines hit me differently.
NIKITA GANDHI

Different Early Myself Smile
Our noses mingled, even though we had sharp differences. Yet we kept on fighting, over minor preferences.
NIKITA GANDHI

Fight Ourselves Preference Relationship Togetherness
I don’t want to show my body to the ones, who often close their eyes, when it’s time to praise the beauty of my mind and soul.
NIKITA GANDHI

Beautiful Body Close Mindset Myself Soul Time
Silent hearts carrying pain quietly are likely to make thunders cry loud.
NIKITA GANDHI

Carry Cry Heart Loud Pain Silence

The sound of those crickets still drowns me in the summer fantasy.

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