Sometime it hurts, it still does....
sometime in bits and pieces, taking bits and pieces.
I still crave for her, I do
no matter what I say, no matter what I do.
The only thing I desired,
with all my innocence, with all heart
not taking in any pro N cons.
Only attraction I ever noticed, din't know what to do
Is it the infatuation, or something I can't let go.
It's now and it still beholds me.
I never let it go, OR it never let me go
that's the dilemma,
the answer
which I want to know.
Nothing to say, nothing to show
hiding everything, keeping it low
The only moment I tried to say,
Holding my breath, waiting on the way
The wait was over and there she was,
nodded to what I want to ask
Never felt that numbness when she said WHAT
And the moment was lost when she ran so fast ......
I still laugh at what I did,
but always wish if can change it.
That thing, I don't know what it was,
holding me to my past.
It hurts.......
it still hurts no matter what,
I crave for her with a roll in my heart.
