Three words.........

In the night, when the wind blows
what’s happening, no idea, no one knows
Here comes the thought of saying those three words
Words, deeper than the mark’s of many swords


I Miss you ,is the one set when I am all alone
When I know you and ur number is in my phone
But I can’t call you because I am angry with you
Is it that difficult to pick up and say I miss you



I love you, is the another set when I am true
When I look in mirror, there’s no one else, other than you
Should I whisper this in your ear or should I shout it loud
I love you and for this feeling I am proud