The colour of love,
is not what you call red...

I am high on emotions
So I dont know what I am talking...

Missing...
These solitary days...

Where to go
With a broken heart...

I find it difficult
To believe its true...

You had asked me,
To show you...

You had asked me,
To show you...

I never knew
That I would ever love you...

The beautiful scenery
The humming happy birds...

She stood, forgotten
In that meek corner...

Everything shines
with a meaning to them...

Tears keep flowing
Yet she tries to smile...