i got a window-seat in the bus and i thought after i had fallen in love with her she had become a part of mine and losing her is like losing a part of mine because of that i am living a handicapped life right now thinking of this , causes tears in my eyes yet in the midst of crying arises smile in my lips while thinking of the fact that , my tear drops mingled with the breeze will reach her heart someday as the air she breath expressing my untold love towards her what would she ever think about me ?