It’s a midnight affair, With the Lyrics of your song, Melancholic taste Of melody Tells me how it went wrong.
Fragments of yesterday, Imprinted In your chest, Bittersweet collision Reminds you It was a beautiful mess.
Rhymes in the end, Is a form of Abyss. Blackhole in the Middle In there, she exists.
Up above is the Constellation Of the unknown, With all these Words you say Is an art of illusion.
In silence, in secrecy, Her love Is what you seek, Uncertainties may lie Ahead but Another risk is all it’d take.
Each key of your Piano places My heart in a tragical state, How can a sad song Feel like I’m breaking while asleep?