Love is not who you let touch you. Love is when you call at 3am and tell about your dreams and fears. Love is giving someone your attention when ten other people are asking for it. Love is when the person is always at the back of your mind , no matter how distracted you are. When you Love someone truly only then, you believe in FOREVER !
In the dreamworld of my heart lies the memories of the soul,
Beautified with appearance playing their specific role.
What were the ambitions is now hard to describe ,
In this colorful world we were black and white.
We fought ,we argued but we cared.
We smiled , we laughed and we loved.
Two birds sat in front of us sharing the bond you dream of .
Luxurious hearts , I can say to behold by the rich, who are unaware of.
The days were mesmerizing ,his eyes to die for,
Distance getting lesser ,his hair perfectly flaunting in the air I questioned what for?
He was mine, in the hands of someone else now,
And I can say I lost ME in creating US when you ask me how,
The respect I have for him will never be less,
I LIVED IN HIM, HIS BREATH SURVIVED ME to say a bit less.
We were perfect partners in every circumstance you say,
We understood each other like night and day.
But every story has a villain,
Our mighty friends filled that place very main.
The closer we came ,
They separated us on issues which were lame.
I cried , he cried .
The fun was felt by people I cannot say mine .
You ask me why did it end?
Like every perfect story ,
Mine is one too.
The answer for this is a secret,
I couldn’t tell you .
Because the story lives till we survive,
And you my dear friend , can be the next villain to be live.
For I have made a mistake once ,
And my weakness I cannot tell you twice.
So , for now , MY LIFE LIES IN YOUR SOUL ,
THE HAPPINESS OF WHICH IS A GLIMPSE OF HIS SMILE