I love his simplicity so much,
How can I tell them how to live without being seen..
Whenever I happen to meet him,
How do I tell them how to accept myself?
Every time a city of his memories is decorated,
How can I tell them how to live in memories..
Heart starts dancing on her smile like,
How to tell what is done for the sake of a smile..
They misinterpret some of my word.
How to tell how difficult it is to talk.
Those who cannot stop themselves even after thousands of attempts, their saying once is accepted.
© Yachika Prajapati