We can’t go in search of love.

It won’t last long.


It has to happen of its own.
It has to spellbind us.
Reform our straight lives into curved ones.
It has to be with us always.
That’s true love.
It happened to me.
Actually I didn’t choose her,
Love made me fall for her.
It was time when life was dull and dry.
That’s when I saw her.
Love made me fall for her.
“Don’t go away melting my heart,
My other heart won’t leave you.
Though many beauties passed by me,
My heart never skipped a beat,
You just came a while ago,
And casted a spell on me.
I’m giving up my breathe,
I’m giving up my life,
Living in my dreams.
Is this my imagination?”