She used to love my smile,
She used to love my hair style,
She used to love my dresses,
She used to relieve in me, her stresses,
She used to gobble on my cooking,
She used to lean on me, pulling,
She used to kiss on my cheeks softly,
She used to guide me from darkness, calmly,
She used to be my sunshine,
She used to be only mine..
Oh darling, don’t you see?
You should set her free,
Those ‘used to’ were in the pasts,
Try to move on, till your life lasts..
Here we are two broken souls,
Dug ourselves in deep holes,
Experiences in life, aplenty,
Memories that can last, till we are ninety,
Can two broken legs, support each other?
The answer will unlock, as we live further,
Once upon a time, we were, so young and naive,
Never had time to sit by and grieve,
As we sit by, and reminisce the past,
Ponder, cry, and count all that we have lost,
Couldn’t we have fought a lil bit more?
We had someone, whose worth, we were never sure,
“Karma is a bitch”, we swore,
Silently praying, for God to restore,
That beautiful life we once lived with vigour,
Two broken souls, here we are, my love,
Deep holes we have dug ourselves in, my love..
A year ago this day,
Swayed by love, one could say,
He thought his life, complete, in a way,
Lil did he know, he had deeds to pay,
In a world so far away,
His life, lead, astray..
A year later, today,
Day after day, he did pray,
Bring back the life he had, if God may,
Under the moonlight archway,
In her beauty, he wished to sway,
Dance all night to her favorite ballet,
Live the life he wished, till their hairs went grey..
Nightmares of mine, they never stop,
Wake up from them I do, with a faint pop,
Happy was I, in a world that wasn’t mine,
Peaceful was I, till it lost its shine,
I see her laugh in my dreams, so peaceful,
The happiness at times, its so lethal,
Thought I was the one, for her,
A great fool I was, I do concur,
Someday, to forgive her, is what I wish for,
Lose not, my sanity, not anymore,
Queen of my world, she was, upon a time,
Oh my love, loving someone so much, is a crime..