How gray my world was when you first came
All the places seemed to be the same.
"You're the answer to my prayer", I said.
I so loved you, even the lies you made.
What made you special that I've fallen for you?
Was it your smile that gave my dim world hue?
Was it your eyes that twinkle when you look at me?
Or was it your touch that tickles my soul everyday?
But now your smile has become my weakness,
Your eyes have given me blindness,
Your touch that I used to long to feel,
Has now become soul's greatest frail.
Why do we fall in love and get hurt eventually?
How can you be so good at throwing our love away?
What should I do to forget this hurtful feeling?
When can I regain my whole being?
Perhaps there's love because that's how we should live .
I guess one should not forget the beauty when some people leave.
Forgetting maybe impossible than accepting.
Accept that whenever we love, there's a heart bleeding.
