You came to me like a treaure for a tramp in dearth,
but unfortunately I could never speculate your true worth ...
Lost and jaded I kept running all around,
but could hardly catch the love in those eyes that at times left me spell-bound...
You defined care and solace when the sadness slithered,
but I could'nt help a bit when all your dreams withered...
Still trying to figure out how everything changed so fast,
leaving me feeling like a complete outcast ...
Though I did not choose to look so rude and confused,
but I knew that just one bad move will again leave you broken and bruised ...
I have had my share of teardrops and pain but had to do it,
to save you from walking through that lane of disdain, all over again ...
Don't know if I'm needed or not but I'll always be around,
whether we are separated by metres or miles,
will pray to God to bless you with all my earned joys and smiles ...
