It is difficult to convince my heart,
That it was you who tore it apart.
Wish we could have a new start.
Breaking-up is your new art.
You got rid of all my fears
And you left me with tears.
It just feels like years-
Just to be all yours.
Why are you leaving?
I have sinking feeling,
I don’t know my state of being.
Why is everything parting?
I had just to love you,
My demands were very few.
Now you ask for me a new,
Why do I feel so blue?
For years you loved me,
Now you are setting me free.
You dint ask where did I want to be,
Just too bad, weren’t we?
I wont be the same anymore.
It will be unlike before.
Now, I have shut the door,
As my heart is all sore.
But still, for you I will wait.
It is not you that I hate.
It is the play of the fate,
I am its favourite bait.
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