I asked her to stay away,
I asked her to leave.
I needed more space,
This is what I used to believe
Frustrated by her demands and expectations,
I felt little less of freedom.
Started hating to explain how I spent my hours,
what was I doing and what did I had for lunch.
Bored of relationship,
Thought I needed a break,
Just a bit more space,
to do the things I crave,
She misunderstood me terribly,
I adjusted but failed miserably,
Starting losing myself trying to keep her closely,
Finally, the separation happened,
It got over I was delighted,
went out on a trip, partied, enjoyed,
she was the one who initially suffered
Things got better as the time passed by.
Break up was tough on her,
But she got through,
I made her cry so the Karma has to come for you,
I pushed her away,
I made her weep,
Not thinking much asked her to leave.
I Met her again, could see it
in her eyes,
Everything is finished everything is blown,
Now I am the one who's fucking left alone.