
There were moments when I cried alone,There were moments when I admired alone,And wished someone was by my side,Watching the countryside crossing by,And capturing that beauty in my eyes,Then these places remind me of my emptiness,And how many wounds emerge every time,How those wounds by your cruelty emerge,How you kept ignoring me to this point,And I kept remaining patient with you,But you kept ignoring me for long,Coz you knew I loved you so deep,And I would stand by you forever,Your silence gifts me wounds so deep,You have brought this so far,But now I am fading away,Scratching my heart deeper,His words sharp as a knife,I called them my friends, that’s a lie,They all scratched my feelings,Calling me ‘Miss Sensitive’And laughing on my face,He never bothered to know me,And caused these distances,All I ever got were endless wounds,In this thing we called ‘ love’.
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