Symphony of Love and Loss
I do play the game which he used to find difficult;
I used to help him to win with my insightfullness.
He used to give me a warm look, mixture of embarrassment and proud;
Whenever I helped him with my insightfullness.
My rival head evokes his face;
Whenever I come across the same moves, we once played.
Now I am left alone in this world of...
I used to help him to win with my insightfullness.
He used to give me a warm look, mixture of embarrassment and proud;
Whenever I helped him with my insightfullness.
My rival head evokes his face;
Whenever I come across the same moves, we once played.
Now I am left alone in this world of...