Laughed it off or lie
Are my usual slice of pie
Afraid of reliving my mistakes
Of letting love in
Only to leave it stranded alone
People asked if I am loving someone
Deadpan stares and resigned sighs
“I am not interested in one for now.”
Fear that more questions will tell them
How you are the picture of every lyrics I sang
You are the story of the poems I wrote
People asked what will I do if I fall in love
Smiling, suppressing laughters
Darting eyes, acting innocent
Covering up how it is you I’m talking about
Of the way we have loved before
The way I will love you still
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