Sunday, August 9, 2009

Late…

Your heart beats for her

But she never knows

Your mind yearns for her

But she never knew

Your soul waits for her

But she will never know

Because you never did

Tell her what you felt

For the fear of loosing

You held it to your self

It wouldn’t make a difference now

‘coz she had already,

Given all these to someone else

And it’s a fact that

You can give this only once

This time you where just plain late…

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