And maybe in my later days
I'd tell you how much I loved you so
And maybe in my later days
I'd come to terms for letting you go
And maybe in my later days
Yours would be a name I used to know

And maybe in YOUR later days
You'd see me as a friend and not your foe
Thanking your stars for dodging a bullet that came so close
And I pray you know love....more sweeter than anyone ever knows
And then, maybe in our later days we'd cherish the little moment we both were close.

Next time only say "I love you "
After spitting out all the lies
Next time ensure that It's true
Instead of springing tears from my eyes

If only these bottles were as soft as your body
If only they replied to conversation like anybody
If only your memory would sublime in the cloud of the moment
If only the much I've taken would erase the torment
If only remembering the good times made me smile
And not cry regretting why I walked an extra mile
If only I had known that the good times were just future tears
I probably would have survived these strong whiskeys and beers

I actually remember how we first met
When you were too shy but feigned hate
When my hormones started and I felt so crazy
I remember you lied to me that your name was Tracy
I was sure at first sight we deserved each other
That's why I made the move to push it further
Can you believe this?
I even remember how hard it was,our first kiss
I remember we were just **** young
Teenagers when we kissed tongue to tongue
I remember when you shied from my stare
When I stroked your body from toes to hair
The times you hugged me and did it tight
With innocence that let tears when we'd fight
When we patiently tilled past every plight
Oh!I remember how it all felt so right
When we hid because we were too afraid
The messages and letters from you I read
I remember believing in happily ever after
And I still hear lovely echoes of your laughter
I remember, it couldn't be any better
Still having the fragrance, was it cocobutter?
When your arm slipped and touched my *****
And freaked you out as if it were a blast furnace
I remember when you finally learnt to look into my eyes
How happy I was ,but I think was the start of your lies
I regret the opportunities I threw away during those days
When you wanted us to make love and I told you patience pays
I remember finding our feet when we fell in the pits
Sad we triumphed for so long till you called it quits

War is what happens when boundaries are breached
And lessons, when bridges worth crossing are reached
Peace is just a beatiful name for cowardice
Death,a thorny and narrow lane to paradise
Love is what happens when two foolish hearts meet
And lust, when two cunning organs perfectly fit
Courtesy is swallowing the crap they pelt at you rather than spit
And maturity's simply not being blamed for ******* a ***
Marriage is the cheapest poison for romance
But preservatives like distance give it a chance

An empty Soul that doesn't bleed
A marble mind that won't wreck
An elastic heart which doesn't break
To fall again, It's what I need

A temper that doesn't fray
Is something for which I pray
Tenacity past the sticks and stones
And an umbrella through the storms

A mind ready for whatever comes
Skills to negotiate past the bends
Stone deaf to rumors by friends
For those are the sunder drums

Eyes blind to indiscretion
A Mouth that will not question
Feet too crippled to walk away
With patience to take it day by day

Amnesia to forget that I am torn
The belief,nothing's cast to stone
Yeah,for me to fall again
I need courage to face and bear pain

Yell a  little louder, I dare you
Your heart is a megaphone set to loud let it bleat its message
to  the crows and crowds alike

Your mind is a violin, sitting like porcelain  in a satin palace
Singing a somber tone to its audience of no one,
so alone.

Your spirit is a caged stalion
ready to rare, flash its teeth, grip its hind legs and stare

But in my arms you are  a puppet
so warm and soft
I have trouble believing how much you must cost

because the wears you fetch and sell have amassed no fortune
and the hearts you keep in jars have long since stopped beating

move on with me,
skip town, come dance around
free as yetis,
and just as likely to exist,

my presence unkown to you now
will be the dowry on which our lives will finnally start
And in your eyes, I might finnaly exist