Karma

It will all come back to you one day my dear love,

Whatever bad intentions you have thrown on somebody,

I just don't mean bad, I meant anything you consciously have thrown on someone,

Which determines that persons well- being, will come to you.

I know we had our moments the times of sorrow and happiness, what not.

Believe me, my love, the number of people we lose who really cared for us,

is equally related to what kind of people you have gathered around yourself.

But sometimes when my heart is empty and the evening is beautiful.

I don't really regret anything, in fact, I cherish what you have given me whatever form it may be,

In the end, it was thrown at me by you, and that's my quality what I made that into.

I made that sweet memory into love my dear

I love you, and every time I see a kid looking at a red balloon

I see no difference between him and me.