You...
You...
In the crowd of millions, why are my eyes still looking for you?
Surrounded by people, but why am I asking, "where are you? "
Wounds have healed, but the pain is still there; I don't know why I find relief only when I come to you?
Jump over me Or scold me; I promise neither I say how heavy you are nor shout at you!
My morning waits for your "Hii," and the night dies to hear good night from you...
Forget the words we had; hear the lines I have written for you.
Let's forget that single night; I want my next every day and night just with you.
I am feeling so low. Will you hold my hands and pull me close to you?
Perhaps you missed me too; if yes, come back again in the arms that are waiting to embrace you.
At last, come back soon, so I can make this broken but beautiful with you.