Feels like a million years,
Since we've talked
I've cried a billion tears,
Coz by your memories I'm stalked,
Sometimes they make me cry,
Sometimes they give me a smile so sweet,
But the time I almost die,
Is when both of them meet
I wanna talk to you,
I wanna hear your voice,
I want you to listen me say I love you,
And let me fill your heart with joys
Your memories are ruthless Tripti,
What a torture do they give,
Coz they neither let me die,
Nor do they let me live
Living is so difficult,
So meaningless I can't tell,
Coz being without you,
Is worse than being in hell
I write with such sorrow,
That even this paper breaks down,
In a hope we have a better tomorrow,
And we have each other around
