What hurts the most....

Ttriiiing triiing
B: Hello
G: Hiiiiii!
B: Hmm...
G: Are you busy?
B: Yeah.. later
G: Okay, bye!
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After 9 hrs....
Ttriiiing triiing
B: Hello
G: Hiiiiii!
B: Hmm...
G: Are you busy?
B: Yeah.. am playing TT... later
G: When will you be free? Why are you so busy?
B: Please dont irritate
G: Okay Bye
B: Bye
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Part-y

The little things you do for me
and nobody else makes me feel good...
The little things you do for me...
making me smile and no one else could...
Thats why I like to sit next to you
and listen to your mad stories...
I know they are not true
and I like that we share a secret or two together...

You are being very badly missed dear...
You've gone so far, your voice i can hardly hear...
The day you went away, we cried aloud, you and I...
Its been so long but I still wonder, why did we part.. Y?

Dedicated to the charm of our love, the charm that once was....

Pride

I think I understand what pride is...

My brother's facebook account..
makes me download all his photos and view them everyday
makes me go over his each and every comment atleast twice
makes me recount to my friends his comments more than thrice
makes me miss him more and love him forever...
makes me say "I am so lucky to have him as my brother"...

Now I know, that I understand what pride is...