Manzelin bhi us ki thi,
Rasta bhi us ka tha,
ek main ekala tha,
kafla bhi us ka tha,
saath saath chalnay ki soch bhi us ki thi,
phir rasta badalnay ka faisla bhi us ka tha,
aaj kyoun ekala hoon dil sawal karta hai,
log tou us ke thay kia khuda bhi us ka tha.
You must be a thief coz you stole my heart. You must be tired coz you''re always running through my mind. And maybe I''m a bad shooter coz I keep missing you.
My heart taught me that missing someone is a very real ache. It comes from a place where another heart has touched my own and left a permanent imprint.
You"re like a target that I always try to aim at. How I wish I could aim you at the heart. But every time I fail, I feel so sad. You know why? It"s because I always end up missing you
