I am a stalker …

I am a stalker
Yes I am,

Friend of mine is teasing me by saying it again n again,
She has a doubt, which is actually true n very true.
I was smiling for no reason is the reason,
Lost in the dream staring the screen,
She caught me.
U r a stalker says the cunning smile of her,
Yes I am a stalker,
Some love stories have a shorter life.

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