Wednesday, 13 August 2008


Date: july, 14 2008

You saw the rain today
I felt it too
You never thought of me
I was dreaming of you

it was pouring heavily
you must have noticed
i was also pouring
but never did you notice

you never thought i was nice
am i not being true
then why did you brew
you found me for fire n ice

now that there is no word
of love or hate
hope is the bird
i have flying without fate