By the end of the day, on the park,
On the chairs where we sat, alone I sit,
With my heads down, ears deafening around,
With my heart’s voice asking me why,
That u had made me cry?
It gets hard when,
Someone so close leaves u apart;
You almost die when,
U see the places where she shyed;
Have no reason to tell to ur heart,
Why she had made u cry.
Unable to face the pain, u try to cry,
But its even hard when ur eyes are dried;
But for the rest of the life to survive,
And the only reason to my heart,
Why I cry;
Girl I cry not becaz of u,
Not caz I miss u; not that I love u,
Not even for the days I had been wit u,
But for my love that stands alone,
Hoping to see u telling I LOVE U….!
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