You say I change my mind as fast as clothes,
And blame for sudden coolness in my heart.
The reason's very simple as it goes:
There's something little missing on my part.
My moody silence is of worst behaviour,
And sulky look is speaking of bad luck.
I know the reason for this destined failure:
There's something little missing on my part.
Unanswered letters lost in vast dimensions,
I wear pretense with such fictitious art,
Which is beyond your common comprehension,
There's something little missing on my part.
No chances to restore one-time emotions,
What's lost is so difficult to find.
The clue is very loud like explosion,
There is "I love you" missing on my part.
Missing
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