May be I will break down, cry my eyes out.. 

Or may be I will still be strong and smile.. 

No matter what, I will not wave the white flag...

Love is a battle,
Life is the battlefield,
I am a warrior,
and you're the throne I am fighting for...

because people, they come only to leave..
and I don't know whom to trust anymore..
and I don't know whom to love anymore..
because it's a crime to expect care in return..
it's a crime to fall to see the other one fly..
it's a crime to love..

these are times when i am sad..
and I want to cry so bad..lay my head on your shoulders..hide under the blanket of your arms...
and I want to hear you say "it's gonna be alright"
and I want to know you will be there..on the other side of these times..when I will fall hard,..be left alone and with nothing..
for everyone who is there now..is a gush of soft breeze..coming only to leave...
I want you to be the pillar.. to hold me tight... to make me strong..

I miss those days when listening to songs never reminded me of you...

now it's just me, the songs, your thoughts and our memories..

If I tell you I am upset about everything that's going on around me, you will probably ask 

me why, half listening, half wandering away in your own train of thoughts...

If I tell you I am happy, you will probably not bother to know why, congratulating me and 

forgetting..

I should rather tell you I am fine, satisfied, you will probably tell me your own issues then, 

for which I will be all ears :-)