Why Have We Met

Why have we met so late, O baby
As if our hands and legs are now tied up
So our minds have got nothing to do but weep daily

If we never ever met, my love
We would have a consolation at least

The people are speaking ill of us so much
But we can’t help staring at each other
If my eyes meet your eyes 

You know what, our love has become immortal 
Cause our minds have burnt to ashes
And our eyes have become clouds

We won’t have a life together, it seems
But we can’t help longing for each other
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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