Someday , if you get tired of me , What am I supposed to do ? Where shall i go ? I know none other home than you I would be left with nothing but memories. The memories will be haunting me , Each and every second... once again all my fears and insecurities Will laugh , make a fun of me And -Why shouldn't they ? For taking them for granted... For already knowing the laws of nature, And still voilating them blindly.. Later complaining being cursed ! Though, we were blindfolded , -Just for the happiness of A moment, It would cost - despair for the Life , let me know !
