What happened to our choices ,
Life we imagined, dreams we have shared
What about all the plans, for which once we fought
Now they lay turning into dust
As our hearts are covered with rust,
Those have been buried by us somewhere inside in our heart even your shadow doesn't know .
And we've become so good in covering our rusted heart which eventually turning into stone.
The soul mates, we called ourselves for each other yet how many times
Did we choose each other? Over someone else
Little I would know all was that you never wanted me like I wanted you in my life ,
I felt you were my soul mate ,
you felt me just like a barrier in your life.
While he holds her soul in his palm and shuts it tight
Lest fades away,
Just like a wild soul he protected her
And she hustled herself like a magical dust through the heavy windy stroms.
I wish I saw it coming from the starting and
the right strings to play to make me drift away
I saw it coming ,
I cared for you and protected you ,
You thought I'm over- protective and caged you.
And the truth is you would never understand me..
If anything I’ve written has been helpful to you, or if you’re just feeling generous, feel free to support me in any way you can. Even if all you can do is send Tip to support me, I’ll be very appreciative...

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