Or let's say I'm again Imagining that I'm talking to you Because yes, I can never muster the courage to talk to you Your every memory Is crystal clear like a raindrop I was greedy for your attention And I know you noticed it soon I never wanted to tell you But the truth was out You don't tell But I know why you push away people And you know that I know And you are afraid to accept it..
Whenever your eyes gazed on me I never felt vulnerable Your eyes never stared my body But peered into my soul You never touched me Yet every nook and corner of my soul Smells of you
Remember the last time When we had one of our long chats You were crying And were sorry For all the misunderstandings For not being able to stand by my side For things that I was never hurt about.
And at last I had said All I want is A corner of your heart I promise I'll be a good tenant.
With that you cried more You said You want me to be by your side With that we kept talking into the night But the next morning There was only A slight trace of the past night In your eyes..................................................
Here I am Still waiting for that promised Part of you.