"I''m Here, And I Love You.
I Have Always Loved You,
And I Will Always Love You.
I Was Thinking Of You,
Seeing Your Face In My Mind,
Every Second That I Was Away.
When I Told You I Didn''t Want You,
It Was The Blackest Kind Of Blasphemy."
4give You Again ???
For All The Times You Made Me Cry??
For All The Things You Said About Me?
For All The Crap You Started?
For Stabing Me In The Back??
No I Wont 4give You ,
Mill jaye koi Naya to Hamein na Bhula dena
Koi Rulaye Tumhein to Hamein Yaad kar lena
Dost Rahange umar bhar Tumhare
Tumhari Khushi na sahi Gham hi Baant lena
It is easy to look back, self-indulgently, feeling pleasantly sorry for oneself and saying I didn''t have this and I didn''t have that. But it is only the grown woman regretting the hardships of a little girl who never thought they were hardships at all.
