Love is sadness...
But why is it brewed with joy and sadness?
Why is it always an attached apathy, even when the love is long gone?
Why is that I don’t miss you now, yet I don’t seem to forget you?
The little dots of lingering emotions,
Heightened! When I hear your name on a stranger’s lips.
A wish! Which will always find your way?
Or just remain a sweet melancholy in my heart?
Meant to bring sad smile on my face and song to my lips...
