The days seem to be slower and the nights have become longer,
You have stopped loving me but my love has become stronger.
Our favorite love songs have become a means to recall old memories,
Every time I see a couple, my heart and mind seem to freeze.

It’s killing me; it’s killing me so deep…
It pains so much, I can’t even weep.

Every place where we went and every joint that we ate,
I remember how we became a couple since the first date.
D perfume kills my senses, d one that turned me on,
I find every promise, pricking me like a thorn.

It’s killing me; it’s killing me so deep…
It pains so much, I can’t even weep.

The times I have waited for a call from you I never got,
I remember the times I cried every time we fought.
You wrote poems, sent cards, gave missed calls to pamper,
I gave you my heart, and all you did with it was – tamper.

It’s killing me; it’s killing me so deep…
It pains so much, I can’t even weep.

I close my eyes and see your smiling face always,
I can’t stop missing the eyes that I used to gaze.
I thought I was the one you wont be able to live without,
One-day you’d realize, what love is all about.

And it’s going to kill you, kill you so deep…
It would pain so much, you won’t be able to weep.

Radhika Karia

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