
Maybe it happens People find someone Who stays. Maybe there is something Everlasting and true Passing the test of time And resisting all change. Maybe the stories are true They are really made for One another.
Maybe there is someone like that For you too, but Maybe you will never Look them in the eye Hold their hands Call their name Kiss their lips
Maybe its not the part Of the plan for, you, Living in the crowd Searching desperately Only to hear the Faint chatters Behind the loud screams Of loneliness around you.
Maybe melancholy is yours He's meant for you Never leaving, everlasting As soon as you sit down Hugging you from behind You try to get rid sometimes He's not letting go At any cost Always present, hiding In some corner of the room Atleast you're not lonely Or maybe you are. You just don't know The difference anymore Maybe that's it.