What if I told you that I was still into you?
What if I told you that we were meant to be?
What if I told you that you were my world,
My one and only?
What if I told you that we were truly meant for each other?
What if I told you that I really loved you?
What if I told you that our sunder was a bummer?
What if we were still in love with each other?
What if we both regret our sunder?
What if we were both manacled by the fetter
Of regrets and forlornness?
What if we were just being pigheaded?
What if the world had tricked us both,
Transmuted us into universal buffoons?
What if our lives were mere ironies?
My dearest, the one in whose eyes I saw
The lamp of love, how hard it is to live without
My lifesaver, my oxygen, how breathless I now am without you.
What if I told you that I was dying?
Ever since we sundered, I've been going through hell ad infinitum, trying in vain
To do the impossible -Forget about you - the more I try, the more I remember you.
What if I told you that life without you would be hell?