I'm not without my regrets
Not without my fears
Your words have the same effect
As your ice cold glares
It is ironic to be told
Love isn't for people like me
By the one I want to hold
I'm not her
I often wished I could be
But today I realise I'd rather be plain old me
Because She hurt you
Broke your heart
I don't want to be her
She let you fall apart
So bad that you are blind to the little fact
I love you still
Would it kill you to just once
Maybe love me back?
Would it sound like something Astha would feel or say?