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How Long?

How long does it take for like to turn to love. How long does it take for strangers to be best friends. How long does it take to make a mistake. How long does it take to know you are wrong and apologize. How long before you make the same mistake again. How long does it take for hard work to bear fruits. How long does it take for a tulip to bloom. How long before the moon waves goodbye and the sky welcomes the sun. How long before the wish you made on a shooting star/ red mail van/ fallen eye lash, comes true? How long before you realise that some wishes never come true. How long does it take for a father to escort his baby to the altar? How long should a hug be to take away all anxieties? How long does it take your heart to accept what your mind knows. How long before you realise that Life is not always sunny and bright? How long before you say, but I love the bright days, smiles, moments. memories that make it all worth? How long does it take for your eyes to say something to his. How long before his eyes respond? How long does it take to kiss your Mother goodnight. How long before the lump in the heart turns to tears and how long before they fall .How long can you go on pretending to go on? How long can you hold back the tears? How long before the stars shine and how long before they fade away. How long does it take to tell the one you love. How long before you hear his answer? How long before the heart registers a ‘yes’. Or How long does a ‘no’ take to reach the very depths of your being? How long before you give up the fight with yourself. How long before you wake up realise it was all a dream. How long before you are not angry anymore? How long before you ‘move on’. How long before you realise you never really did. How long before the wait ends? How long before you end the wait. How long before the night puts on its cloak. How long before the morning light explodes? How long before you have another dream to dream?

How long?

A decade? A year? A day?

An hour? A Minute?

A second?

Always and forever?

How long?

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