Craving for a soothing touch
waiting for someone to pick me up
longing to laugh till i cry
talking even when nobody listens by
All seems a memory
because now i love to hate that im all alone..
having fun till the roof falls
pretending not to listen even when someone calls
walking together in the rain
always counting on to share the pain
Al seems a memory
because now i love to hate that im all alone..
awesome yaar ...!! nd plz u r nt alone ..tera bf hai ...aur itne saare frenz hain yaar.. bindass missed maar dia kar :P
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