See, that day you asked in a serpentine manner, I was not ready for it.
Even not today I am.
That day after my denial, you sidetracked your words beautifully.
I know that the writers are magicians.
But you must work hard when it comes to hiding the eyes.
You hate cheating. Don't you?
Then say, do you want me to cheat when I am not prepared for holding your worth?
Let my hands be that stout first, to clasp all of you.
All your love, all your hidden letters to me.
You, yes you are the sunshine I want to be kissed in every morning workouts.
But don't want it to be eclipsed, before time.
Haven't heard Newton?
Nothing is one sided. Nothing can be.