People ask me the reason
I give the none
Earlier things were different
Now life is full of adulterant
Everything seems missing
Yeah! I guess it's you
No one knows if you feel
The same that I feel
I miss those loving autumns
Which now have become dry winters
Being alone is the worst feeling
Not like what we feel together
I wish you could be here with me
But then I let out a tear
And satisfy myself not to dream
Written By - Bhavana Varma
Edited By - Guy In The Blue Jean