Tears have the reason
In this bright season
Whom I thought my own
That heartless now has gone
My eyes are filled with salt
On whom once I died, now
Don't want to see her, why?
I was right, she may be
Your every story gives
Birth to a new poetry
I cant write more, as
I am in grief
Tell that girl to go
Since in my life there is
No room for
THE HEARTLESS…..