i think about you after all these times.
yes i know it.
but what can i do?
thinking about you has become daily routine.
i am thinking again of you.
he habitually visits with same smile, touch.
his love for me how can i forget?
it is unforgettable.
it's unbearable.
distressing sadness fill my hearts over.
the way he laughed around me,
the way he smoked his cigarette,
the way he kissed my forehead,
the way he touched me with his surprise everything seems so genuine to me still.
yet you're not here and i'm not there with you.
what happened to us?
you know, sad things would change with the time.
our love would change with the time.
i should've known better
all i can do is just think, reminiscing you...