I know you don't care
but again, a part of you does
So, here I am once again
telling you tales of all that I was.
There was a man in my life
who now, maybe left
but I still see him crystal clear every time I close my eyes to blink.
He still laughs out loud like a careless little kid
He still walks his way into stranger hearts
just to experiment, yes
He does not love
But I don't know what made me fall for him
Whatever it is, definitely it ruined me
in the most beautiful way, in the most terrible way
I am devastated at what he made of me.
He ran past me on Monday
On Tuesday, he took the trouble to look at me
He smiled at me on Wednesday
and on Thursday, got me head over heels
I smiled at him back that evening
Friday, I don't know why he said 'please'
He kisses her before me on Saturday
and Sunday, he comes to check on me.
He drew me wild and crazy
I forgot who I am.
The best of all the story is that
Every week he still plays his game
Holding my heart in his palms and watching me writhe in turmoil
but I still breathe in the pain
Smile at him when he wants me to
I know he is a disgrace to planet earth
but at least, he troubles me to the extent of joy and bliss.