My heart still dwells,
Feeling the depths of our past.
I don't know why,
It still expects your presence in every path.
But every moment,
I can't find you holding my hands,
It hurts more and more
And now I can't handle this anymore.
If I wasn't meant to hold your love in my arms,
Why am I owning this sore in my throat,
Knowing that it harms.
Whenever this guilt overwhelms my nights,
I try to harmonize my bits,
With the song, I sing since I have seen you,
In my dreams,
The rhymes which helps me to put on a fake grim.
I know, these memories are slaying me firmly,
But still I'm missing you,
Ignoring my desire to hate you.