We....wow
That word seems so oblivion
So unused , buried as deep as it possibly can
Shrugging it off, doesn't work always
The thirst for us,
Oh! Doesn't even die with the sun rays
A tongue tied you, a nervous me
Who thought would end with a storming room
And dried out eyes?
How I wished to be at some other place
Damn, life is as cruel as it can be
And I , as hopeless as I can feel
So dying to hear those footsteps
Huh, Can I just be me?
But that's what happens
When you just can't get over
I don't know what upsets me more
The fact that I never said yes
Or that you left me crying?
I don't know what I am supposed to feel
Everything is just too blurry....... I am just not me.
As for the question,
The latter I guess.Ishita Singh
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