Oh girl..your love was facade like a white satin,where everything seemed true.
Your stubornness took a toll because you were obsessed with you.
You won't remember when I used to watch you in slumber,like a dead body sleeping peacefully without disturbing the breathe...ohhhh it was a privileged pleasure...
I used to think that love is behind me but alas!!! That was just a white facade where anyone could write everything and it looked so corrigible than,but I forgot that It was just a white facade,you living in your own obsession...
Love is you and me without obsession but you were always you.I was picking out my mistake today and found that I never had a white satin to portray my love.
Had I got it it would have been written in black and white....oh girl!!!
Thursday, May 12, 2011
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oh Boy!! neva mind..."shades of grey does exist"!!!! :)
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