Its not exactly love
and its not like I believe
in love either,
Its this vagueness!
I am here in all,
but strangely don’t
want my presence felt.
Its not exactly love
does not mean I’m
not to make more of it
I cudnt care if I am too naive
I don’t trust
plans that’l last
for a life’ time, anyways..
Its not exactly love
still, there will be tears (shed)
nothing will last
till my days end,
so I will do just fine
cause this moment
is which I really care.
Its not exactly love
And I believe this
is all I deserve,
for now!