The Reds

I would try again
To bring you back
To see you
The way I saw you
Long time ago

When the words you said
Were stories in themselves
Whether true or not
Didn't really matter

When you could tease me
And please me
Break me
And mend me
With a whisper,
And a simple soft kiss


When I would meet you
And repeat to you,
My life's little tales
So that they humor you
Make my tales worthwhile


When your gaze could sedate me
And your smile would color me
When my whole world
Could fit in your arms


When even after your leave
Your words would remain alive
To be played on loop
Conjured up on cue
When my darling,
You would fill up my mind

The memories of love
Could well be made up,
Of delirious fantasies
That's why they don't seem real
When you look back
After a while..


Yet,
I would try again
To bring you back
To see you
The way I saw you
With blinkers on,for sometime

Cause ,this little fantasy of mine
Set up a stage and put on a show
Cocooned me and fooled me,
Convinced me,
Of its finality

Dear love I am not letting you go
I hold a grudge, from long time ago