from the notebook
on lies you believed, and the self you lost in them
Perhaps, I've lost myself In labyrinth of your lies. Tears don't obey me anymore, They too have left my eyes.
Perhaps, I've lost myself Among faces your eyes trade. Disloyal eyes still cling to Memories that wouldn't fade.
Perhaps, I've lost myself In contact list of your phone. I wasn't blinded by disease But by the light you shone.
Perhaps, I've lost myself In backyard of your life. I don't know what you felt. But I gave this love my life.