Once you gave me

wings to fly,

told me I could

touch the sky.

Why everything

changed so much?

Why did you

burn my wings,

brought me back

down to your knees?

To accuse someone without knowing

the whole truth is a crime in itself.

Dark clouds come and go,
but the sun always stays.

Yet every dark cloud manages
to leave behind a scar–

one that even the blazing sun
can neither erase nor hide.

You are lucky
if you still have hope
for the return of your love.

To still have the dream
of holding each other's hands
in the sunset of your life.

Not everyone is so lucky
for some, love always remains
a distant dream.
No hope to hold on to,
no one to wait for.

Just empty life
to live on.

Why do you worry so much?

A stalker cannot breach your heart.

For, the moment you keep someone
in your heart,

your love itself becomes a shield,
protecting your heart from all evil.

It was your silence

that gave me voice.

Don't call me back
consider me dead
if it helps you forget.

I am not coming back
I live in the shadows now
far away from your heart's reach.
I have created walls
you cannot breach.