Water from the head, nourishing parts of my soul, moved down my naked.
I sit down here, and count the days,
As i hold my breath and imagine the plays.
‘I love you more,’ your voice echoes in my head.
Those weird expressions of yours, i try copying like a mad.
I look at your pictures and my face blooms,
And i keep craving to meet you soon
She broke my heart on a usual day,
She didn’t even let me complete my pray,
She was afraid, I might have asked her back,
She just left me here and here I lay.