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Coffee Date

I steal time to be with you
coz you stole my heart... years ago
We still meet like lovers...
Everyday I wait
for our little coffee date

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  1. who is this fortunate chap?????

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  2. Just great! In fact, I was wondering over the expression "like lovers."

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  3. :) coz we live in different time zone n hardly meet at home so we take out time n meet in coffee bars just like the way young unmarried lovers meet... (btw i want u read my comment in the time travel article)

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  5. What to say?
    You guys are missing few things and enjoying other few things. I think visiting coffee bars like young unmarried couples is great fun.
    But...... u know.. u need to change this TIME ZONE.

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  6. I so so much envy Majul.....! I am sure this is the loveliest phase of your dear...

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  7. :) It is indeed a good phase after a long time but I want to make it more meaningful... as Rohit said it would be gr8 if we could live in same time zone

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