Wrong Love
3 am when you knocked at my door
You didn't even ring the bell
You were drunk and all alone
I was tasting the flavor of hell
I didn't want to meet your eyes
I was scared to hear the true
I knew what was going through your head
Emotions, feelings, the word I love you
I open the door a little bit
Your smiled vaguely at me
Your eyes are half tearing
It's love that i could see
This is wrong, This is not right
I wish if you could understand
Just for a second look in my eye
Without holding my hand
I don't want any emotions around
I'm out of feelings, my heart is a stone
I'm a little too selfish, It is too little impossible
To get my heart that could hardly be won
Copyright © Kaila B.A | Year Posted 2010
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