This girl I met, a long time back
Sweet, cute and talkative,
Girly? Maybe, maybe not
But she could definitely make you addictive
I spoke to her, once or twice,
in a while, or sometimes after a while
we got intimate, but never intimate
that’s how we lived, that was our common style
Then one day she said, she liked me a bit
A bit I did too
I told her that, but took it no further
The way we were before, that same way we continued
Then it so happened, that I chanced upon a friend of hers, or the friend chanced upon me
And my sweetheart had no calms of our talking
Then one day when this friend seem interested in me
My dear-dear one said her friend was stalking
So I told her what I felt, to my dearest, that is
those three lovely words
and she said the same. Ah, that wonderful feeling
I felt my love cross herds
But the same next day, I realized my mistake
as she was not to be mine
because she was afraid of a relationship
a long distance one that time
I asked her, told her, and even begged her
to forget the fear. I'll take care of her
but she refused, saying no
that was the situation in which we were
So I said nothing, friendship being my forte
And continued our talks the way they were
What happened later is I told her my heart for a change (again)
And I didn't want her now, that's what I told her
Cause I understood my behavior, and didn't want to be childish again
And she liked it when I said we need to grow up
And know each other more before going ahead
And share some night's coffee mug
And I realized she didn't know me
much or at all
Cause it is her who used to speak the most
And I was mum as a doll
Sweet, she used to say to me, a sexy friend too
but not someone she felt close with
but now when we talked
I was someone she never wanted to get rid
I was her friend, support, and guide
I am and will
but what I feel is still inside me
because I haven't said most or any of my thing
However I stay with her, for her
Cause I know if I leave her, she may not take it well
or is it something only I think?
That's a topic I have to dwell
I told her once, I have moved on. And don't test me on that
She said she won't, she knew me enough that I won't come back
does that mean she needs me?
Or is it still my heart's old track?
I'll have to see what I do, wait for her or follow through
Cause my heart says to wait, and to move on
I finally have to decide for myself
What to do and who to take advice from
Anyways, I think I'll continue it this way, for some time at least
And see what things lead me to
Or I will follow the path of pain, and see what's the gain
I hope, at least someday, I am going to get through
