A PRESENT to tell her that i love .....

Yesterday is a history; Tomorrow is future; no one knows what the day will bring forth; Now is an opportunity and that is why it is called a PRESENT; they said.
We often fail to realize the value of our presents.
Do you have an opportunity? Don't missed it
I use to think they were mine;
I never thought I would ever long for them;
May be I think they were granted to me; I was wrong.

I thought I could have them anytime I am in the mood;
I never thought one day I would have to fight for it;
I didn't realize how much it was to me when it was in my hand;
I didn't realize how much I missed her;
I didn't realize how much I love her;
Those days she sat by me and she could hear even my soft wisher
I should have told her that I love her and I will never leave her;
But she won't hear me even if I shout on top of the roof;
Like the birds were here for a while in the summer; But now they are all gone to the North;
Will the one bird in my window come again the next summer?
Every morning I open my windows waiting for my only lovely bird to sit in my window one last time. Then I will tell her that I love only her and I will tell how much I missed her; I will tell her that my hearts are so lonely without her;
All I need is a second chance; a PRESENT to tell her that i will love her forever.

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