Why is it that, I am incomplete without you ?
Why should my mornings start with you ?
Why should my nights require your view ?
Why should I need your presence?
Why should I feel this undecheperable sadness?
Why do you make me feel so incomplete?
You guide me through world when I need.
Give me information by fastest means.
You ease my life so differently,
That it has turned to dependency,
I touch you, I touch you and I touch you some more,
And when I’m done, I want some more.
For this relationship is not sane anymore,
Sailing too fast, leaving me at shore.
Dear mobile, I’m breaking up with you.
For I don’t wanna be incomplete anymore…
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