You feel the loneliness in a crowd
And happiness in solitude
You feel the silence in a conversation
And ecstasy in a silence
You feel the agony in laughter
And joy in tears

You desire him to be your strength
And yet he tends to become your weakness
You desire for amity
And all you get is animosity
You desire for mirth
And things end up in gloom

You wish to run away to a secluded place
Where he doesn’t ask for more space
You wish every day to be like your first date
When he started becoming more than just a mate
You wish him to hold your hand
Every time your happiness is at stand

You know its three years
when even after all this you don’t fail to say “I Love You!”