To whom do i right my sorrow?
He doesn't read my letters anymore.
He's lost in everything around me.
Come atleast for the night who calls your name so dearly.
Come, as they yearn for you to meet me.
You used to say you love me?
I must've crossed your mind? Haven't i?
You used to say im not separate from you.
Then why all of a sudden im someone I never knew?
The one who can't spend a moment without you,
Can she spend the rest of her little life?
The one who believes you to be her words,
Can she ever write a poem again?
If she can who will she recite it to now?
I know we will meet someday I trust my lord which i never had.
You can think of my devotion as delusion.
So when my words complain to you,
Look into my eyes perhaps you'll have mercy on me.
To whom do I write these sorrows?
He doesn't read my letters anymore.
Who do i go to look for now?
I find him in everything around me.