Mağrur

i am at a different side of love
in your eyes there is not a picture of your voice
even i say turn back, i can’t call out to you
in my mind, for a long time, you are nameless
i remember neither your face
nor that voice of yours which made me happy
my warmest bed has been filled with snow
but i don’t know your breath
i can grow up on my own
ok maybe i will feel a little cold
okey, it does not matter, i wil
pretend like i live, and i see me die
inside me it’s broken and worn out but my heart is still proud
i am sure as my name, you are lying to him, too
love is not learnt subsequently
if it’s in heart, it’s in heart
the one who loves make herself clear
she stands head above