i don't want to be in love, I am afraid of it.
i don't want to be hurt, i run away from it.
i don't want to cry, i am already tired of it.
i don't want to be cared, i am fed up of it.
and its LOVE....
broke me when i was enjoying the tender life.
sleepless nights, rolling in bed crying in the dark
each moment still cuts me like a knife.
dreams turned into nightmares,
as well good turned into bad..
where were those promises gone, that were made under the blue moon.
were they just some words in a foggy mirror, that faded so soon..
YOU are still in my wallet, I see , I cry and i remember you.
another swig from the bottle, and it makes me think.
not a single time; i don't come to your mind?
don't you feel like knowing... if i am still doing fine..
