The sun is on my left, hell on my right.
I am trying not to love you anymore, and it’s getting all right.
My Accounting classes were spent writing down for you my loving thoughts,
But all of our supposedly romantic dates were when you fought.
I have finally given up on adorning myself for you and styling my long brown hair
After all, you’ll walk past by without any care.
My mother has been announcing my wedding date
She thinks this is perfect and he is in my fate
Daddy says my new lover is rich and that you should be ditched.
My heart doesn’t blush,
The oceans don’t whisper your name,
Melodies are monotonous,
I loved you,
I have started believing I don’t anymore,
It’s still taking time
To get you out of my mind
Do you still not fear?
You and I, the End is near.
– Rimsha Qazi