I been waiting in the downpour .
I been knocking on your door .
When I cry , you touch my lips through the tears.
When I cry , the vision blurs and your image appears.
What am I truly to you ?
What is god to a non believer new ?
Both lost their faith in whom they trusted .
Both of them to achieve had fasted.
We could've talked and sorted things out .
I never even knew what the grudges were about .
When you left me stranded alone , didn't you hear me shout ?
Why did you leave my hand in the scary blackout ?
It was always dark before you lit the candle.
Life was never easy and it was always hard to handle.
My heart was wild and you tamed it.
My heart was a lost property and you claimed it .

It's been difficult since you blocked me.
It's been harder since you talked to me .
I was a vagabond who used to wildly roam.
I had no place but you provided me a home .
Dream coming true , was holding your hand.
In troublesome times for each others we used to stand .
Dull was my life you painted it with colours.
To me you were the nectar of the dazzling flowers.
I still try to reach out and contact.
It was love and not some contract
That we could end on good terms after shaking hands and part away .
Both or either one of was going to be hurt hoping the other one would stay .
I hope the distance between us vanishes .
When I close my eyes , the time lost before me flashes .
Let's get back in the garden on the bench where we sat.
I want to meet so please tell me where you at.

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