Monday, March 21, 2005

Unspoken

Sleeping in a roster of words
Thought of what’s unsaid
Woke up from a drifting reality
Now wondering what we could’ve been ahead

What’s logical is to stop wondering
Keep the pace and then move on
Get off from that bed of regrets
And don’t even figure out what went wrong

Still you find it impossible
To not remember a beautiful face
You close your eyes and realize
That somebody has taken your place

And its how much you love her
That is left to be said aloud
But you know its all but useless
Coz its been said by the one she found

And I would’nt know what she feels
For I know that’s not my place
I can only tell you what you could’ve said
These unspoken words left in my head

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