Tiring looks, cold words,
Heavy steps, while walking with me,
Loveless hugs, Hopeless waits,
Feels like millions shards driven through me.
Staring at walls, with 20 miscalls,
Phone in hand still not picking up,
Crazy thoughts, Mindless talks,
Pull me down when I see you with that bub.

What about the funny goals that we kept for ourselves,
What about the Lovely things we did all these...