From New York, With Love.

When I had first met you,

I can't explain how frenzy I behaved.

From the daylight butterflies,

To the dark night fireflies,

I could feel everything around me.

It was a feeling out of this world,

Like how the comets collide,

Like how the stars collide,

And people have wishes to make

Of the loved ones they desire.

I made a wish too,

To grow old with you.

To get to the countryside

And watch sunsets with you.

Might be that I wasn't expressive enough 

Neither did I want to stand among those,

Who change their status on social media,

From 'taken' to 'broken'.

Felt like everything that I ever expressed,

Is that everything you always suppressed.

Five years down,

I've been waiting for you,

Since the month of May.

I will keep waiting

Till all my hair turns grey.

Cause I know that

Even if you've left me,

You'd be finding me

In every person, you meet.

Would you think of returning? Yes indeed.

After all, people return home

When they're tired and need sleep,

43 Lawston, New York, Backstreet.