Rohit Sapra (7 August 1984 / Gwalior)
You let go
Let go of our friendship so easily.
I guess the blame goes on me for being a sad person
I am now lonely again
Lonely, I am lost again.
Always, I lose every friend I have
Nothing remains now in my life to be happy about
Have lost even a good friendship
That friendship meant so much to me.
For a while, I started to smile again honestly
Though, nothing lasts, not even good friendship
Since, everyone hates a sad person so much
Of which the outcome is that the miserable person remains alone
Forever you did let go of our pure friendship, even though you still have not said a word
A word about why?
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