SAUDADE – (n.) The deep emotional state of profound melancholic longing for the one that was deeply loved and then lost, and knowing that they might never return; “the love that remains. [Portuguese]
Kabhi panne bhar jaate thein pyaar bhare syahi se aap ke,
Ab toh dhaai akhshar ke khat bhi aap humein likhte nahi.
Keh dena tha ki aap ko humse pyaar nahi ab.
Par ye kya baat hui…humein yun chhor diya aap ne beech majdhaar mein.
Khata hui kya humse jo ye sila de rahein hain aap…?
Khata hui kya humse jo ye sila de rahein hain aap?
Jo joda tha aap ne waadein pyaar ka kar ke,
Maine aaj woh dil tod diya aap ke intzaar mein.
Once you filled the papers with the ink of your love,
Now you don’t even write me letters with just those three magical words.
If you stopped loving me, you should have confessed,
But you left me hanging in the middle instead!
What did I do? What are you punishing me for?
What did I do? What are you punishing me for?
This heart you made whole with promises of forever,
It trembled and shattered in pieces just waiting for you.
And if you still have that love in your heart…
If you really have that love in your heart,
“Come back to me. Bas ek aarzoo hai ye.”
And so my dearly beloved,
Come back to me. Because you are all I long for. 💔 This love that remains inside of me, haunts me forever. My every waking hour is occupied with melancholy. And even in dreams, I look for you. My heart doesn’t want to believe that it was all for nothing. And I never once stopped loving you, no matter how much time passes by. I just know deep down you still love me too. Or maybe I am wrong, so just tell me the truth. All I want is for you to come back to me. Come back and never leave. Stay for the rest of both our lives, till we live. ❤
♡ XOXO ♡
© Fiona Crystal • Oct 2, 2018 | 05:20 AM
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