Sometimes, the question is not why.. It's why not..

What did I get by loving you the way I did?
What was the point of keeping my feelings well hid?

why did I do it when I knew it would remain unsaid?
even when the weight of it, crushed me like lead?

Why did I let myself fall for you?
Knowing very well that you would never have a clue?

These are question I keep asking myself..
maybe having loved someone is enough in itself..

Culprit

Na samajh paaye ho tum mujhko,
Na samjhe ho mere pyaar ko,
Is baat ka main dosh doon tumko,
ya ghunhegar maanun apne aapko?

Let's fix things...

Baatein to tumse karni hai kahi,
Darta hoon ki keh na paaunga sahi...

Jaanta hoon teri isme galati nahi hai,
Par choth to bahut mujhe hi lagi hai...

Chahta hoon ki tum bhi samjho mujhko,
Kyun ki chod nahi sakta aiven hi tujhko...

Meri zaroorat to sirf teri hi khushi hai,
Wo khushi, jisme mera bhi koi hissa hai..