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Soulmate

I don't want to be your habit
since habits die though they may die hard with time.
I don't want to be your need
because needs are accomplished by and by.
I don't want to be your desire
as sooner or later new desires replace the old ones.
I don't want to be your want either 
since want with time may transform.
I even don't want to be your wish
because most wishes remain unfulfilled. 
I don't want to be your dream 
as all dreams are not sweet dreams and can at times be the nightmarish fiends.
I don't want to be your liking as well
since likings can be multiple. 
I for sure don't want to be your craving
because all are aware with change in seasons cravings also change.
I really don't want to be your passion
as passion with passage of time might dilute down.
I don't want to be your shadow
since whenever there is shade and there is dearth of light shadow is always gone.
I want to be for you like a parent's selfless love
because it's the biggest blessing on the earth.
I want to be for you like a sibling's care
as it's the biggest support on the earth.
I want to be for you like a loyal friend's trust
since it's the only hidden treasure on the earth.
I want to be for you like a child's blind trust
because that's the sweetest liability that fills one with relentless strength on the earth.
I want to be for you like a true devotee's  prayer
as it never goes unheard.
Above all, l want to be your soul
since that will be your only true companion.  
And I will definitely with you in firmament fly,
when the final hour would approach and to your physical form you would bid adieu and to the world say a final goodbye. 



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  1. I wish I knew how to capture emotions as well as you do. You have a real talent for this.

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  2. Very nice and true 👌💯

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  3. Touching one and depicts deep thoughts

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  4. Heart touching line

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