Why do I still try?
This love is like halaal
Everyday a bit of me dies
Whilst it keeps stabbing me
Bit by bit.
Now I feel like
A lone cloud
Drifting away into my paradise
Of filth and dark air.
I am standing on a cliff
And on either sides
I know I will be woebegone.
What do I do?
How do I tell you I love you?
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 5:49 AM UTC
Why do I still try?
This love is like halaal
Everyday a bit of me dies
Whilst it keeps stabbing me
Bit by bit.
Now I feel like
A lone cloud
Drifting away into my paradise
Of filth and dark air.
I am standing on a cliff
And on either sides
I know I will be woebegone.
What do I do?
How do I tell you I love you?
Love is painful.
