People say I’m lost in love with you,
But you don’t feel the same, it’s true.
I know one day you'll be my fate,
But now you act so cold and straight.
Your pretty eyes just stole my heart,
But why people call you so soft, so smart?
You walked away with heart in hand,
Yet I’m the thief, they make that stand.
I watched you from afar,
But people say we met in secret? Strange they are.
I trust my fate, she will be mine,
People say you won’t cross that line.
People say, love only brings me pain,
And wonder how I bear the strain.
I wander mad, lost in your name,
And 'Geet' what they say it fans the flame.
7.23pm 23 May 2025
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