("Love is the root to peace, begin with loving yourself and then to the people around you, then to the world, and to the Universe where we belong..then you will realize that it comes back to you again magically.." by TEre)

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Saturday, June 04, 2011

just too late I guess...

Never thought there is sweet time,
It was fun, I was mesmerized,
Since when did time start drawing that line?
If I don’t love,
Why did the sweet time turn alkaline?

You said I should stop looking,
Loving you the way you are,
I guess I am not the one anymore,
If I don’t love,
Why is the jealousy so sour and sore?

Stop my sadness I don’t want to cry,
But I am helpless it’s never a lie,
I know I am naïve this I don’t deny,
If I don’t love,
Why are there tears in my eyes?

You said I am sweet,
Praising me the way I always need,
I ‘d rather be common than being sweet,
If I don’t love,
Why does your the word “sweet” hurt?

I don’t blame you.. I am just too late.. Don’t say sorry, don’t mention the word sweet.. It hurts with bitterness, sourness in my heart somehow..


Written by,
Tere
in a grey sky morning..

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