Climbing the steps of her affection, he quested her to open the door - of her heart.
She refused, saying someone was already inside.
He walked back, glum faced, teary eyed, and gutted to the core.
And with nothing to say, all he could look back at was a Closed Door - the door of her heart.
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Closed Door
Reviewed by Vyankatesh
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Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Rating:
Reviewed by Vyankatesh
on
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Rating:
Sometimes we just miss our chances.
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