ART OF PHOTO SHAP (MY SELF MALIK IMRAN AWAN)(PART 2)
Both of us are crying,
May be I am lying,
But still my heart is sighing.
Why did you and I meet?
We both should have stopped this plan of deceit.
What phase was I going through,
To play a game that wasn't true.
I was a loser, I had to lose,
Unlike before, I had to choose.
Your happiness today or your happiness tomorrow.
For both, I got a tinge of sorrow.
Your tomorrow would be better than now,
Don't make me cry, don't ask me how.
This was my chosen fate,
This is where i cannot be late.
I know I have been mean,
But with me, you'll only see a gloomy scene.
Our journey is ending,
No, I am not pretending.
Don't ask me why,
But now is the time I have got to say goodbye.
May be I am lying,
But still my heart is sighing.
Why did you and I meet?
We both should have stopped this plan of deceit.
What phase was I going through,
To play a game that wasn't true.
I was a loser, I had to lose,
Unlike before, I had to choose.
Your happiness today or your happiness tomorrow.
For both, I got a tinge of sorrow.
Your tomorrow would be better than now,
Don't make me cry, don't ask me how.
This was my chosen fate,
This is where i cannot be late.
I know I have been mean,
But with me, you'll only see a gloomy scene.
Our journey is ending,
No, I am not pretending.
Don't ask me why,
But now is the time I have got to say goodbye.
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