Mobile number

Zero.


You used to fall for that one person
Call them the one, call them special
Call them the only, call them yours
The one that dragged this heart on the floor.

When you see them it makes you feel alive
Like you can survive, another day
And there are always ways that you can make scenes


In your head "When we're together"
Repeating those three words all over again
Their voice becomes your wake up call


'I dont need you, I never wanted you and I hate you for making me feel this way'
And somehow the smile you hold seems to be the key to all the peace
Smile, you broke in irrepairable pieces.


Smile, do something that would please them.
We'll just pass by and you'll NEVER know how I feel.
And never is the time when you tell me you love me.
Then the rain comes, storm, cloud
Brain freeze, over heat, muddled up thoughts, internal bleeding.
Your best friend becomes the pillow
And those jeans that usually gets soaked as you hug your legs.
You hold your own hand.
The thing is...this heart doesn't love you anymore.

And realising that has made this life become so empty.
Spacing out..listening to a song. And it has always felt like you were there
You are here. This huge space. Take it. It's yours.
And to think the rest of this life was dedicated to you...
Of course love that never works out is unconditional
Love that has been there for three years is non existent
When your heart tells you that you're free.
Then this thought just haunts you.
Why did you disappear? Where did those feelings go?

This desire of needing you again becomes a desperate plea to save sanity
And the trouble of telling the difference between the two becomes difficult
The plan to save yourself becomes a selfish self sabotage
That's why I need you
But I have to save my pride
And make you fall first'


People call it addiction, obsession
You're a sick, beautiful reflection
And you're going to make this mind suffer and wander and the most unexpected-Stronger

This life has probably never become so miserable if it hadn't met an illusion
The biggest mindplay in reality characterised with imperfect flaws and human stupidity
Fighting for understanding and blaming the two letter word
That eventually ends up in you.
But maybe you'll never know and you'll never ever ever find out.
Because at that moment that my love for you stopped-I wish I hadn’t picked up that one missed call.