Falling in love
Falling in love was never a mistake
It's something merely about give and take.
Getting hurt was never part of the deal.
But I guess that tends to happen while admiring the beauty of a deceiving smile.
I remember when the colours of love was clear to see,
For all to have & to hold it can be attained you have to
Believe.
Still things changed, time moved on and it seemed so
Wrong, seemed like being in love was a crime or was I just being held captive in my own mind.
I waited till someone came along to set me
Free, from a poisened mind & a heart full of grief,
Unfortunately it was never meant to be
But still I believe falling inlove was never a mistake it is and Always will be something about give and take.
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