Eyes shed tears every time they look within,

Yet the shattered heart refuses to cry the hidden malign.

The promise of forever is a plain white lie,

Forever means Convenience, all changes when the "spark" bids goodbye.

A spark in the relationship is what is called love,

Left alone, abandoned is the heart, when love fails to serve.

A fool I was to take love as more than "a spark in the relationship".

A fool to think Love is an eternal bond, an unsaid promise to keep.

Standing right besides you in all your battles, I promised never to leave your hand,

You left me when my life was low, this wound will never mend.

Do I deserve someone like you, asks my deep sunk heart.

And there is a big laughter, I am glad that we fell apart.

My love survived, yours did not because you never loved me,

I rather be alone than be with someone for whom loving me "doesn't come naturally"

Grateful to life for untying the knots, the pillars of which were never strong,

True love survives and stays together, even when things go wrong! 

The sarcastic talk. Your taunts that flock

The short tempered you! You just make me follow you!

Like the turbulent storm, you’re rough and uptight

But when I look into your eyes, you’re just a small mice.

The agitated you get, with the silliest things around,

The tantrums you throw, like a circus clown

You sure have the energy to take a bear down!

The choosy you get, with outstanding reasons,

Surly makes my stomach upset.

But if I look at you and I see a little frown,

Don’t’ worry baby, I’ll tilt the world upside down!

The witty words, and the pranks you play,

Even kids would be in dismay.

The indecisive you get, with the simplest of choice,

I begin to hear your head voice.

The reasons you give when you get caught

Makes my all senses clot!

But when you know, that I’m upset; you give me that hug…

And then I feel like I’m your love bug. 

In the end, all said and done

You’re my favorite, you’re the one… 

Today he loves me,

Tomorrow he fights, but still it takes me, to decide the right.

Today he argues, the next hour he laughs,

And I wonder how he changes so fast.

Like a module his temper is small,

But he would make sure, he remembers them all.

And sometimes, someday when I explode,

I don’t know how he has it all under control.

At eight he hugs me, at ten he stares,

At twelve he loves me, at three he glares.

And all I see when I look at him,

Is the time that changes along with him.

Dear lord.. Did you create him while eating a lime?

Why does his mind change with time?

He tickles me at five, he is angry at seven,

Do I know exactly what’s he angry for then?

I try real hard to change with him,

It’s not so easy; it’s like bending a pin.

Now this was the evening show, the night is left,

God get the time slow!

At eight in the night he’s calm alright,

At ten he’s alarmed and sometimes he cries.

I look at him and think to myself,

Should I talk to him? Or leave a note on the shelf?

And when I decide what could be right,

He wipes his tears and suddenly smiles.

Dear lord.. Did you create him while eating a lime?

Why does his mind change with time?

But even though his mind changes with time,

When I need him he is always my partner in crime.