It all comes back

However well it goes,

However nice it all is,

Somehow somewhere,

As long as in the world it can be,

I come back to you.

Those words of love,

Those consoling words,

The sweet ones you used,

Were nothing but thoughts in their buds.

You’ll never know the meaning of love,

And I’ll never know why my path crosses yours,

Why in this world you seem to come back,

Why on earth it’s all but illusion,

Taking me back in that heaven.

Why those feelings pierce like swords,

Why is it so? When I feel nothing but pain?

Weren’t you just another one?

Then why isn’t this soul coming out,

Of the bad and worst you did,

And I sometimes wonder,

If I’ll ever let this feeling go?!

It all was a blunder,

And still it keeps coming back,

Just like that old thunder...