There Was A Time

 Heartaches often while playing love

 I feel strange calling him now

 There was a time, we used to cry openly

 Now my throat fills with tears while hiding them

 Who knows how many promises he had made so often?

 Yes, the same one, keeping me awake till late at night with messages.

 Remember what he said, "If we get separated, we will die."

 He didn't cry even a single tear while releasing his hand.

 This heart has become like a stone in such circumstances.

 It will take another lifetime to make hearts into hearts.

 Where is it so easy to forget everything?

 It takes many nights to burn the city of memories..!