It is over, is it? but no one had told me so!
losing her once is lost forever
a bond of depth broken by a poisoned feather touch
The happy me waits , the sad me shatters
the number game of age is a lottery for some
Just once in my life, a love called me hers
death and love are overnight speed travellers
heading the same way, killing a few
Can magnitudes be reduced by minutes?
we need to talk,dearest,we only have us
Love is a sweet poison,let's select the sweet
Patience,my soul,the answer is just a few pains away