LOST LOVE -1.1

She doesn't miss me? I mean why?

Can I call her mean? Or should I tell myself that being unlucky is in my gene..

There was a time when I was her guide, There was a time when I was her pride, And there is a time now when she just kept me aside.

I miss those times when she used to call me her prince, And her cute smiles that I used to win.

I miss those endless phone calls, And sweet talking that we used to share resting against the walls.

Not sure if she even remembers my name. But she crosses my mind 100 times a day,

Not sure if she still has my contact in her phone, But her voice is still my phone's ringtone.

We were among the lucky, As we used to call our-self the perfect two.

I will be waiting for a day to see, Where I can again use we instead of me.

LOST LOVE

I am so disturb,
I don't know what to do,
Do I call her and tell  her sorry...
Or do I sit back, and give her some space isn't of getting wild and angry.

Will we be back like before?
Because life without her is  such a bore..

Loosing her was my only fear,
And I regret that I was the reason for her tear.

She was the only one who used to cheer for me..
And used make me laugh for free..

She found her happiness in mine
And always made sure that I was fine.

She used to get tensed if she saw me sad even for a while,
And she used to do everything possible just to see me smile.

She used to hide her problems to solve mine.
And always understood my mood swings even when I used to

cross the line.

We simply loved each other's company,
As I was always there for her and she was always there for me.

I loved her more than I loved food,
And everything was going so damn good.

I don't know why I simply fail to understand why..
Things between us started to dry.

We slowly started reducing our never ending talks,
And we stopped meeting for our regular walks.

Then a day come when we fought,
That is when our feeling for each other started to rot.

She was as cute as a baby,
And I always wanted her to be  successful and happy.

Was I over thinking?  Or I didn't give her enough space,
Or maybe  my expectations is something that she couldn't face .

I still fail to understand why things went wrong
As things again ended faster than a song.

All I can do is to pray,
And wait until we both get back together and my life becomes colourful from black and grey .