The sad tunes of my guitar,
Are again escaping my room.
The vulnerable silence,
Are again getting filled with sobs.
I pick my pen,
Hoping to create a fairy tale,
All I write
Is a sad fate.
It started with an
"Once upon a time"
And I anticipated for an ending
Resembling with
"And they lived happily ever after"
But all we got was
"And they fall apart"
I hear a sad song,
Coming from your room
Matching the tempo,
That I created with my pen.
My ink is bleeding,
So is your voice.
But all we do is,
Ignore the pain,
And just fake our smile,
I can hear your voice crack,
And I feel my words broken.
I look out of the window,
It's just darkness and stars.
I find darkness in our life,
But what about the stars?
Nostalgia strikes,
And I let out a genuine smile
Accompanied by a tear,
Accumulating in these silly eyes.
Under the tranquilly moon,
Whose lustre spread all over your face,
We, both, squeezing in a corner
To avoid that icy wind.
I hear that melody stopping,
And it was time for you to leave.
I wished for an ending,
Resembling to
"And they lived happily ever after"
But this story ends with
"Sorry. I cannot bid you adieu.
I cannot meet you for the last time.
The miles of separation,
Is tough to endure by
This silly heart of mine.
Sorry. I can't meet you for the last time.
Cause you won't be able to hate me,
And I will fall for you again.
This may be so selfish of me,
But won't bid my goodbye.
I can't afford to fall for you again,
And cry all night "