My Past Time Lover
My Past Time Lover
I knew someone close
Whenever I thought about her
I blushed like a rose
I used to see her day and night
And when I talked to her
My heart felt light
She was like an angel to me
Whenever she laughed
I used to feel the glee
I’m not as good as others can be
I’m different from them
And this is me
I’m not like others saying
For her I can die
But I’d promise
That I’ll never make her cry
Finally I can make a conclusion
For me she is an illusion
I haven’t seen her for so long
My life, it’s going on n on n on
Copyright © Samrat Sikri | Year Posted 2011
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