Lost in our own feeling,
How can we not admit it?
It can be sweet;
On the other hand, it can be bitter;
But we still consume it,
Have we gone blind?
Have we not regretted of being hurt by?
My mind is still yet to lose all the memories of yours,
I could be wrong,
But I could be damned right,
Of logically assuming that you’re such a charming person,
To think that all of your body-languages,
Hold a secret sign that takes a thousand years to decode,
You’ve never said a word,
But your eyes, hands and lips did
For once and forever,
Couldn’t take anything for granted,
I might say that you’re holding something in your soul,
But a proof is that all we need
Hold not a secret in your loving soul,
For it won’t come back to thee once it leaves,
Precious comes once,
The twice it comes, it won’t be the same
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