On a mid summer eve,
A girl with crushed dreams,
Was walking down the aisle,
To marry a guy without deniel,
Perhaps, Love wasn't her deal;
And she had nothing beneath,
Ahh ! Her heart very much cried,
Though, Nothing would suffice,
Since the deal was made,
And afar can't be denied,
Broken within piece,
Her heart made the ordeal,
And choice was sure indeed,
So walking down the aisle,
She gave up on her dreams,
To marry someone she loves,
Or rather to find the lost trust,
So she closed her...