When my night, is your day
Do you think of me?
When you see someone alone
Do you at times picture me?
When it rains at night
Do you even miss me?
While eating out at the restaurant
Do you glance at our favorite spot?
Do you still order our favorite food?
Do you still take that route back home?
I am just imagining our times together
How it used to be...
Watching the sunset till the stars came out
Embracing the moments with each other
Now, I feel like a fallen bird with damaged wings
Writing songs, with no will to sing
Glancing at my phone as if it rings
Hopeless tears of sorrow, these memories bring
It's not new to break apart
I guess it happens with most of us
If only we could read their intentions from the start
Rather nag, and fuss with our own broken heart
There are people, made of stones
Or they pretend, nothing affects them truly
Until for someone they break their own bones
Whom they love purely
But karma serves without a clue
For painting someone's colorful dreams as blue
Gives them back for what they deserve
They may lose what they intent to have...


©sim