We sat under the tree in our garden, reading books.
You gazed at the sky and pointed out shapes in the clouds,
We sang the good old songs out loud near the fireplace,
You watered the plants today and asked me to rest for a while,
We cooked dinner together after playing your favourite game,
You spent the night reading Shakespeare to me and said you loved me,
We laughed on my silly jokes and I fell asleep in your arms,
This morning I realized that it was only a dream after all.

She gave love a fair chance,
he took it for granted.
She believed in every word he said,
he lied to her all along.
She promised to stay with him,
he left her saying it's over.
She didn't know how to react,
he couldn't care less now.
She told herself to be strong,
he belonged to her past.
She stood firm, shining in the dark like a lighthouse,
he was just a boat that passed by.

It's hard to forget about you, I know,
but I did try to leave it all behind.
I waited for you, I still do, yes, that's the
truth, for you to say something.
You've gone too far away from me,
beyond my reach, do you even recognize me?
Your eyes said goodbye, your lips didn't
move, we never met since then.
Just when I was thinking this is the end,
I read your name somewhere.
My heart raced, I could hear it beating,
the colour flooded to my cheeks and I smiled.
Answer this little question, will you?
This is the way you effect me, till date
no matter what, how is it possible?
If after ten years I see you down the street,
my heart will probably skip a beat.

When I see the moon shining,
bright in the night sky,
I think of you.
When I smell the fragrances,
of sweet roses and jasmines,
I think of you.
When I listen to the silver voices,
singing the melodies of love,
I think of you.
When I touch the velvet,
of the satin and the silks,
I think of you.
When I taste the honey,
fresh from the woods,
I think of you.

You may leave at some point.
But your memories, they won't.
I may say goodbye.
But my love, it can't.