I don’t know when it started,
The day my heart broke into two parts,
You snatched a half with all your charm,
And persuaded me that it didn’t mean any harm,
I remember how you took it against my will,
And was lost in the moment while I stood still,
My other half beats safely with you,
But mine skips beats; a few.
This is my heart not some game,
Even it wants to go back to where it came,
Strangely, half is gone but I felt loved and cared as twice,
But the grey in head always feared truce, it despises,
And yes you did, my brain lived up to its name,
You stole it and then prayed it,
But alas, you played it.