may be i will have to go back to those days
where u didnt exist, where i didnt know you
may be i will have to fake a sleep, covering,
my head in the pillow that bears your smell
may be i will have to wet my lips myself,
thinking of the days that went by.
the sweetness of you lingers though
may be i will have to stay prepared to say NO
in vein, when you will walk out saying
i wont ever be back. wont ever.