Mixed Signals

by Amirul Irfan   Nov 11, 2008


I'm tripping on the words I'm trying to speak,
Looking deep into your eyes my head starts to twirl,
And that kiss you planted on my cheeks,
While deep inside my intestines swirl.

What has come to be, am I in love?
Or is this still part of infatuation,
All im seeking is to be free as a dove,
Exactly what I get from your undivided attention.

Then came a time your attention suddenly ceased,
Dead as cruel as the red traffic light,
I'm dizzy and confused I just cant see,
What was the problem, was it you or was it me?

My calls to you were never returned,
The hundreds of messages were left unseen,
After all thats shared, is this how we depart?
Baby, you ended my fantasy even before I got to start.

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