Sometimes I..
I wish I was cooler,
I wish I was calmer,
In your pursue,
We had a weird bond,
A bond that I have,
With none other,
Other than you.
I missed those times,
When we had an agreement,
Even arguments seem sweet,
Cos' those were times,
Which I miss most.
I regret not,
Having this feelings,
For you,
But I regret,
To not be given a chance,
To continue our weird bond,
As mere friends.
My heart,
It bleeds,
When the thoughts of you appear,
Slowly healing,
To an extent where,
It seems those wounds healing,
Causes more pain,
When it starts to bleed,
Time after time.
I miss you.
