I was always there.
Whenever she wanted to talk with someone,
I was always there.
Whenever she wanted emotional support,
I was always there.
Whenever she wanted to laugh and party,
I was always there.
Whenever she was sad,
I was always there, to make her smile,
But all this was just for a while.
There was a day,
When for hours and hours, we used to talk,
There were roads,
On which, together, for miles and miles, we used to walk,
I expected nothing in return.
But just her time n affection,
And of all our golden moments, in my mind,
still, thereIs a huge collection.
But now, it seems she doesn’t has time for me,
And I, cudn’t understand the reason,
All that I can say.,
That it seems this is the way,
That for me destiny has chosen.
Whenever I see all those rooms n classes,
Where we used to meet,
My mind, stops thinking,
and reminds me of my fate,
Through which all the pains of my life,
I have been linking
My cell lacks her missed calls,
and in my mind,frustration n pain is all that crawls.
But still, those roads exist,
Still sum of those feelings exist
Still I wait for her calls n messages,
And whenever I talk to her,
all the pain I have been through, vanishes.
Still in my mind,there is a hope,
That those days of friendship and care will return.
And my life,
Will take a golden turn..
Where we used to meet,
My mind, stops thinking,
and reminds me of my fate,
Through which all the pains of my life,
I have been linking
My cell lacks her missed calls,
and in my mind,frustration n pain is all that crawls.
But still, those roads exist,
Still sum of those feelings exist
Still I wait for her calls n messages,
And whenever I talk to her,
all the pain I have been through, vanishes.
Still in my mind,there is a hope,
That those days of friendship and care will return.
And my life,
Will take a golden turn..
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moluuuuuuuuuuu...............
no words to say,
just tears in my eyes,your words put me into the past memories of my collage life.
"Still in my mind,there is a hope,
That those days of friendship and care will return.
And my life,
"
yes the word hope is so powerfull.
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