The roses still look so fresh,
And the promises crisp,
But the lonely nights wander in my room,
Snatching away the memories that put me to sleep.
You are there, yet u ain’t,
Or its my thoughts taking a bend?
Few things happen somehow,
The reasons for them, Maybe i don’t know,
But I try and convince myself,
Somehow,still, u love me though……
Probably the best one......the words are just fav.....
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