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There are no half measures in love, such is the tragedy...
Joy, if any, promises to be so vivacious it spreads and consumes the entire being...
The determination to ensure peace and happiness, that undeterred will to refill his life with colours...
The pin-pricking guilt, like a sword through her heart, how she wished none of it had happened!
But nothing is as powerful, all-consuming as the grief that a heart break in love brings...
To close her eyes tight and willing to feel the pain that troubled him,
The tears that streamed down her cheeks shall never be wiped, she told herself!
'Usne toh sirf humara rishta toda tha, par maine toh use hi tod diya!'
There are no half measures in love, such is the tragedy...
What a sensible woman must she be,
How fortunate is he to have destined to love her,
For she must possess immense strength if she promises to take away all his misery!