I wish I could come to you
With the speed of light...

They speak to me
With lot of metaphors...

I can't remember the day,
The day when you left me...

A deep sea of Love as I could see in your eyes,
A bunch of roses as I could see on your lips...

As the night slowly creeps in
It brings with itself the shadow of despair...

She was like a dream.
Who remembers dreams...

There's music in your voice
An everlasting longing for someone...

I can remember when our thoughts
Were along on the same lines...

Love - to me was the beginning of friendship.
Love - to her was the end of friendship...

She knows me not
Yet She knows a lot about me...

If I were to write about love,
I would just write your name...

To miss your cuddles and your soft touches
to miss your warmthness in your hugs...