I don't know how, but life's gonna be better now.
With him in my mind I survived death somehow.
For me, now he doesn't exist.
He was an addiction, couldn't resist.
But every bad habit demands an end you see.
It was never meant to happen, me and him, we could never be 'we'. So maybe it's better for him and I.
It's time to say that last goodbye.
I should start living and forget all that he meant to me.
He was my air but now I'm cutting down that tree.
At last, it was nice being in love with him.
It was the end, the one and the only sin. . ~Kashika Sharma
. Listening to these songs I saw your face
Saw the eyes, the ones I had never seen.
But then I walked and forgot to tie the lace
I fell and then could see the world foreseen
I stood up and saw the sky
Which was forgotten for when I was high
I erased that letter engraved on my wrist
I needed to know that you were a lie.
You were a chapter and that was the gist
You were the lover for whom, the world, I missed. . .