Remember?
Do you remember those days when we used to be happy?
When things we whisper and say used to bring us laughter?
When things we do bring us joy?
When u promised to bring a smile back on my face whenever i am down?
Do you remember the times u say u'll stand by me
N brave thru whatever life throws at us?

I would do anything to bring us back to those days
where family, friends and worries are so far away
to bring us back to those times
when everything seems to have a solution

You are a good son
Definitely
If there's a medal for filial piety
you deserve it
You are a good bro
without a fight
If there's a measurement for kinship
you'll ace it

If only you spend e same effort on me
maybe u'll see what i saw
If only you know what you are doing
maybe u'll feel what i felt
Victim is a matter of perspective
so stand in my shoes
Open you eyes and heart
Sorry isnt a solution.
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Love is like a rubberband. We keep pulling until someone let's go, and the one that held on, is the one that gets hurt.