But didn't we all betrayed our first love?
Aren't we all traitors of love?
Young love's promises...
So promising, yet...
We grow yonder and yonder...
Until broken hearts get fonder.
Then we drift from the present...
Down to memory lane.
Of what could have been if that first kiss did happen?
Of what would have been if I took the so many chances?
Of what should have been if I did not let you go?
But life happened and we chose the choices we thought the best.
So now life happens again and again...
Reminiscing the bitterness of freedom...
The pain in every smile.
And so we are dragging our heavy hearts.
Someone wanted to lend a hand...
But aren't they all helpless?
The weight is just too much...
The weight is just for us alone to bear.