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My heart has an irresistible urge to call you and spend my time in your scent;
Why do you leave as soon as it’s dusk?
But why do you go the moment I feel your presence?
This attempt of holding your scent is increasing my thirst to feel your presence.
I’m looking at the end through the window,
My heart is taking its sweet time cherishing your memories,
But soon those memories become burdensome for my heart,
And they slowly fade away with the day.
The day is telling me all the truths and lies before leaving,
Hearing those,I am dying silently, since there’s no way to escape reality.
I know dreams don’t come true in actuality;
I am paralyzed to believe in it.
Why this sad, lonely night is descending outside the window?
Time won't fly, it's reminding me of all the moments we spent together,
It feels like a dream, I realise that I can't relive those memories;
My heart is numb and speechless,
And I have been reliably informed that I don't have one.
But we both know, that's not quite true.
He doesn’t understand this, why doesn't he understand this.
He does see this, but why doesn't he observe this!
He doesn't understand at all;
At all.
Forgive me for all the hurt that I've caused you,
The path that does not lead to you,
I would never choose to walk on that path.
Even after two years, I came back to you.
I am redeemed only by the warmth and constancy of your friendship.
Without your humanizing effect, I'm a calculating machine.
You had new priorities; I am so sorry, I left the wedding early,
But what else could have I done?
Why couldn't it be a story instead?
I’d read only one page or so in a day;
I’d keep the story of us secured in my mind palace.
I know that the thoughts will come tomorrow again,
With an urge to rain on my parade again,
And then it'll leave me all alone again.
You don’t understand this, why don't you understand this.
You do see this, but why don't you observe this!
You don't understand at all;
At all.
If I get to change all of this, will you please let me,
Take you to the night of 30th January,2010;
Tell you that I wasn't married to my work;
Can I take it all back and take you to Angelo's again?