describing love is complicated, thats love is innocent
It's been a while,
Since the last time
I hold your hand
And you hold mine
Recalling how you used to greet me in a day more than one time
How lucky as your girlfriend I used to feel
It's been a while
Those memories wish I could revert the past
When love was in the air
And the creatures used to stare
Just can't believe
Today I tend to ask myself
What went wrong?
When our love was more than strong
Though I'm glad love is sometimes complicated
Love is capable of answering,
The many answers of the lovers questions ...
But still I wonder for something which is very open...!
Is that how love fades
Like an orange flavor bite
Later to a lemon taste then becomes tasteless
This makes me think
Why the color of love is red
As love gives us happiness and pain too
It's the example of when one is upset goes pale
When one is shy goes pale which the red as a color is obtained
Nothing so strange,
This is how the love fades
Like how the birds flies
It's just a matter of change
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Words by zaipoems
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Written on 2011-11-17 at 15:34
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How the love fades
It's been a while,
Since the last time
I hold your hand
And you hold mine
Recalling how you used to greet me in a day more than one time
How lucky as your girlfriend I used to feel
It's been a while
Those memories wish I could revert the past
When love was in the air
And the creatures used to stare
Just can't believe
Today I tend to ask myself
What went wrong?
When our love was more than strong
Though I'm glad love is sometimes complicated
Love is capable of answering,
The many answers of the lovers questions ...
But still I wonder for something which is very open...!
Is that how love fades
Like an orange flavor bite
Later to a lemon taste then becomes tasteless
This makes me think
Why the color of love is red
As love gives us happiness and pain too
It's the example of when one is upset goes pale
When one is shy goes pale which the red as a color is obtained
Nothing so strange,
This is how the love fades
Like how the birds flies
It's just a matter of change
Copyright reserved by Zainab Salim
Words by zaipoems
Read 978 times
Written on 2011-11-17 at 15:34
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