Does loving means loosing yourself
Or is it inviting death for urself
Various questions, asked by my heart
Hit me inside with the sharpest darts

She left me in the midst of this cruel sea
Never turned back and looked at me
If this is how love happens
Why didn’t I die before it was taken?

All those moments, pictures speak of her
Countless days and nites, like feathers on a birds fur
Broke me into pieces, making my world a hell
Crushed me so cruelly, no hope of getting well

You forgot all those precious moments
But I hang them on the walls of my heart
Took care of them like museum monuments
I regret the feeling of love which still prevails for you
Probably God will look at me,am waiting in the que

Tears in my eyes, never brought her back
I now feel, to slashed the razor across my neck
U will never be forgiven in my court of law
Witnessed by the people who actually saw

Having you by my side, will now always be my dream
Which never came true, nothing helps, even if I scream
If u ever regret leaving waji alone
Knock me up, waji will never let u down.