Can I come back to you, Wounded from the battles, I fight silently in my head, Scratched all over with scars my thoughts cause, Breathless yet with my heart beating too fast, The same one you broke once, The same one that I have been mending since, Can I come back to you?

Soft hellos, Extended goodbyes, Long conversations, Muted silences, Secret glances, Accidental touches. moments, here and there

Still, there is this desire to be loved, Still, there is this horror at being left behind, Still, there is this ache for something that's not here, Still, there is this feeling of everything going right.

Jitni baar tumse mili nahin hu, Usse zyada baar aaj tumhe yaad kar liya hai, Ichikiyon ke liye, Maafi.

Yeh jo pahiya hai na, Samay ka, Baaton ka, Yaadon ka, Woh firse ghoomkar wahi aa gaya hai, Tere paas, Mere paas. Waisa hi kuch samay aaj bhi hai, Par waisa samay toh kabhi nahi hoga ab. Waisi baat aaj bhi hai, Par woh baat toh kabhi nahi hogi ab. Waise sab yaad aaj bhi hai, Par woh yaad toh kabhi bhula nahi hogi ab. Tu aaj bhi hai, Par tu woh toh nahi hoga ab. Mai aaj bhi hu, Par mai woh toh nahi hu ab.

There's a new conspiracy going on, Haven't seen you in months, Now I've seen you twice in two days long, The numbers are glitching too, Every one of them leading me to you, Like you all these signs will be soon gone, Without a goodbye or a message that you still belong.

Aaj fir dil ki baatein maine, Behro ko sunai hai, Muskuraakar fir maine, Apni khushi dikhaayi hai.

To be seen, To not just be seen, But finally noticed, To be known, To be heard, I didn't know I was missing those feelings, Until someone, Saw me, Not just see me, Notice me, Know me, Hear me, I didn't know I was missing those feelings.

The utter desperation, To survive, Reeks of hope and logic, Until we keep fighting, To survive, Often forgetting, How to live, Because of the desperation.

Sooner or later, Something happens, That makes it all okay.

Bahut kuch ho raha hai, Aur bahut kuch hone se pehle, Mere, chahte, na chahte hue, Majbooriyon mein, Ilzaamo mein, Gunaaho mein, Bebasiyon mein, Zindagi mein.

I'm not sure what haunts me the most, The songs, the hug or the memories, Layered intensely, Holding me tightly, Literally and...