My strained eyes refuses the sleep
Today, I remember people saying
"You are such a bad bad sleeper"
and Today, I can feel
How bad bad sleeper I have become
Reflection. That is what keeps me awake

How terribly we smiled
How terribly we fell in love
How terribly it all passed away
and still. How terribly it lingers.

Still photographs cannot hide the chaos
-the turbulence which I should be hiding
the world can see in those eyes and the strained smile!
Reflection. or its probably just me-
Over thinking. but i am sure it was love

I am sure I can love. I did love.
I made many mistakes but love;
but love, my love, its the sweetest
and i ruined my love for her love
because my love alone.
it was intolerable.