I love that you... The you I knew... The you I always wanted... The one who spread happiness all around... To talk to you... It used to be so fun, so effortless, so uncomplicated... I was altogether a different person around you... I used to be so carefree..so full..So content... I never knew..rather never thought..that youd hurt me so bad..I dont know what he said..But..cant I love you? Is that a crime? Now..our talks..theyre so outrageous..so difficult..So complicated... Im so scared around you now..scared that this will be our last talk.. Im so scared to face you again...Im so afraid Ill cry then... I think Im too devastated ..too empty..too shallow to understand if loving you was a sin I happily committed... I wanna cry each and every day ...I wanna think of you until the end of the day... But Im delighted too... You spread happiness all around..But to me..You gave me something you never gave anyone... Its the pain... But yet, after all you said... The pain will always be special to me..to my little wrecked heart..to the pieces of my whacked heart which would always find you irresitible...