love comes like a gust of wind
so fast that it never give a hint
the sweetness stayed like a blink but the sorrows reamained so mean
love is never something that requests forgive
and i would never want to forgo
nor try to forget
but do you all these while in the back
i am just putting up an actand you never know the fact
the surronding atmosphere in black
and i am suffering a time lag
not knowing there is no returning back
from the cliff of lover's act