Estranged

Of all the things i have told you

you chose to remember the gloomy ones.

Of all the love i have showed you

you saw my ignorance above.

I have been waiting here

but you choose not to come

coz of all the good things we had

you chose to kill this all at once.

I dont wish any hateful tirade from you

for you are the one who doesn't brew poison.

But what good is it for me

if i were to die here silently smothered.

I have this penchant to meet you

but I have to stop wishing these daydreams

coz its the love for you

that tells me that you can never be with me.

Forget me here or forget me not at all

cherish my memories or crush those old memoirs

like a cursed diablo i will be here

remembering you in my rhymes

forever to wonder

if i can ever be with you like old times,

like old times...