Four-leaved clover

Do you remember the day we first met?
you were dressed in a sparkling blue
a dash of green with a hint of pink
it was just too good to be true.

The smile when you said "hi" was so cute
i could have given anything for it
i could have sky-dived without a parachute
and not regret it, not one bit.

Days rolled by and years passed
you became my four-leaved clover.
how could i have known at that time
that soon it will all be over?

One fine day you walked up to me
and said that you weren't well.
you looked pretty fine and i did not see
how could i possibly not tell?

The sun grew dim and the lights went out
i was left weeping on the street.
my friend was gone, my love dethroned
i couldn't get back on my feet.

I know i never was the person you wanted
but i didn't want it to be over.
i still miss you at night and cry to god
give me back my four-leaved clover?

It Hurts....

Sometimes life seems impossible
there's no one to go to
you seem the only hope
then you turn your face away too.

You may not realise it then
but it hurts..

Sometimes all the paths go dark
All the doors closed
you seem the perfect one
every factor predisposed.

A simple "no" may mean nothing to you
but it hurts..

Sometimes life gets too unfair
all i want to do is run far away.
your hand is the only thing that holds me back
silently wishing if i could just stay.

Not giving that hand may be just another gesture to you
but it hurts..

Sometimes a little "sorry" is all it takes
to heal the age-old scars.
was it too difficult for you to say it?
or was i wrong in believing those stars?

Not saying "sorry" may make you feel better
but it hurts..

It hurts..