The nerves of my heart are laden
For the mistakes I did
I weep everyday, forsaken by sleep
I am unable to open my eyes into reality
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Law student, bibliophile, loves writing, star gazer)
Loss Of Love
The nerves of my heart are laden
For the mistakes I did
I weep everyday, forsaken by sleep
I am unable to open my eyes into reality
Where you are no longer here with me
Baby, I miss you
I miss us
I miss the way we use to see each other
May be, I was wrong
May be, you were right
Or
May be, we were not meant to be together!