Love is never love when it is not you and with you
nor will it ever be learned or known by myself.
Nothing is all but just crumbled sighs in blue
and some secrets to stay forever in the shelf.
Massive are the pains, minute are the joys
and waiting will just be a boredom for a waste.
Jealousy is not a storm, bliss is never a choice
Oh and foul mouths are the only kisses for a taste.
Words will be neither sweet, nor bittersweet
if they are not from your lips or from your stare.
Oh Time will melt me as fast as the lights fleet
And will blow a thousand of years to my hair.
But above all, if it’s not you, then think of it as a sin
and I am just a ghost within a blood behind a skin.