Her face was my reason to live,
Her voice was my heal,
Her chat was a reason I survive,
Her smile was a love that I feel.
Maybe a mistake to think it as love,
A wrong step,
Still knowing everything made me shove
Into a deep sorrowful ditch.
When she was near me,
At that time my mind was happy,
Just like a burned finger splashed with cold water.
Today she is far from me,
It feels like a burnt finger on which...