Sometimes I wonder,
What if I never met you?
Would I have still liked poetry like beautiful sunrises in a wintry morning?
Would I have even liked cloudy mornings?
Would I have even liked getting up in winters?
What if I never heard you laugh?
Would I have still loved Ghazals because it soothes me like your laugh?
Would I have still liked Love Poems because it reminded me of your eyes?
Would I have still breathed in dusty evenings that feels like dying love?
What if I never saw you?
Would I have still thought people are equivalent to paradise breathing in human skin?
Would I have still regarded music as shelter?
Would I have still believed that eyes can speak thousands different languages of affection, of love?
What if I never loved you?
Would I have still become a poet?
Would I have still learned to appreciate life?
Would I have still known what love is?
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