Why is it so,
That you become the most important person in my life
I somehow try to deny those situations
But still I find you in my every strife
Why is it so,
That every moment without you
Become no less than years
As I find them hard to bid adieu
Why is it so,
That I run to you so often
Even when I’m annoyed with you
You’re the only one to soften
Why is it so,
That you tolerate me so much
I don’t deserve your love and gratitude
Being a person to be punished as such
The answers to these questions
Are difficult to find
Then why is it so,
That such a friendship we bind
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