Originally posted by: melovesja
Leave the things in hand of
Hiller and maker of life,Time
To calm down feelings and
Recollect my armour...
Silently bid her goodbye
To gave her needed time
But hassel in her move
knots tug in my heart...
I know she loves me in her
Heart and all my deeds were
Cause of her broken trust
Ai khuda! Was it all in my hands?!.
Our lovely moment was not
A spur of instant but
A yearning of aching heart
To take away all her pain ...
Remove all her hurt
To gave back her world,
Splash of love to pour my heart
What she means to me...
Her touch was desire of my
Heart for so long and her
Expressive Hazzel took
Away my armour...
Her fresh tears were cuts on
My heart and her word
Like acide on my feelings
I lost her trust to the low!...
She felt I am toying with her
Emotions and will force her
Into relationship tore me,
Reason of my hurt...
Trust me Heera i will never
Be in proximity up to you
Not only accept me
But undoubtedly trust me.