...
You are always on my mind
Whatever you do, i'm so mesmerized by you
If only you know how i feel
If only you feel the same way too
Gone is the pillar that i lean on
And gone is the person you once called dear
Things will never be similar
Like how rings don't fit wrong fingers
It is time for me to pass through
For time to go on faster
I cannot understand how easy you have been
And also how it seems as though you don't care
If only you can forget
But all ifs are ifs
And ifs never really get fulfilled
Who am i to remind you
But only someone you are comfortable with
Perhaps nobody much to you
A green horn you can call me
For i know not much of the procedures
Shoot me for i am a poor student
Waiting is what i have been doing
And a little time you asked for
Which i gave to you
Perhaps it was too little
So you had me killed
Three is the number of replies
A little too little for my preference
But who am i to ask for more
Only friends can tell me so
I am no more important
Than the times you see him
And you don't want to care
Who are we but strangers on a road
With nothing in between
Except him ...
You are always on my mind
Whatever you do, i'm so mesmerized by you
If only you know how i feel
If only you feel the same way too
Gone is the pillar that i lean on
And gone is the person you once called dear
Things will never be similar
Like how rings don't fit wrong fingers
It is time for me to pass through
For time to go on faster
I cannot understand how easy you have been
And also how it seems as though you don't care
If only you can forget
But all ifs are ifs
And ifs never really get fulfilled
Who am i to remind you
But only someone you are comfortable with
Perhaps nobody much to you
A green horn you can call me
For i know not much of the procedures
Shoot me for i am a poor student
Waiting is what i have been doing
And a little time you asked for
Which i gave to you
Perhaps it was too little
So you had me killed
Three is the number of replies
A little too little for my preference
But who am i to ask for more
Only friends can tell me so
I am no more important
Than the times you see him
And you don't want to care
Who are we but strangers on a road
With nothing in between
Except him ...
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