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Wednesday 20 August, 2008
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It's over means it's over


 

Don’t call me to say you miss me

For I too may say that

Don’t ask me for a night out

As I’m yearning for many such nights

Don’t hug me when you’re heavyhearted

Because I may melt and plant a kiss

Don’t start the conversations with my nickname

Because it's not your property now

Please don’t come into my life again

It's over means it's over

 

Don’t wear that pink and blue combination

My eyes still get bedazzled

Don’t yawn in front of me

As I still long to tickle you

Never wear that perfume

I still have a hang of it

Never love children in front of me

As I tend to recollect those dreams we shared

Don’t hang up the phone and call me again

For I would again snore to tease you

Don’t behave like a kid anymore

For I may also join in

Please don’t come into my life again

It's over means it's over

 

Never walk with me again

I would not be able to feel lucky again

Never walk with me again

My fingers won’t be able to bear the loneliness

Never walk with me again

As I may not be able to play match-the-steps

Never walk with me again

As I won’t bully you and run

Never walk with me again

As I would not be able to share sweet nothings

Please don’t come into my life again

It's over means it's over

 

Don’t share your tears with me

The chances are you’d end up thanking me, hugging me

Don’t ask for favors anymore

For you might reward me with a kiss

Don’t stare into my eyes

For your eyes may convey the truth

Don’t say I-love-you-for-that

For you may mean it someday

Don’t come into my life again

This friendship phase would be as difficult for you

Please don’t come into my life again

It's over means it's over

 


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