Will God Dispose?
The day you yelled at me for calling your nickname, The day you mediated me to love your best friend, The day I hid under the desk on seeing you inside our classroom, The day you proposed me burning your shy under the cheeks, Yeah! I still remember those days. The day we started mocking each other, The day you paid for me nestle for the first time, The days we exchanged our ID cards The day you gifted me a humpy bumpy doll, Yeah! I still remember those days. Those days meant to be wonderful, Like both of us sitting under the moon with nobody bothering us, We had a lot of heart-filled words to the stake, We had a lot of assertions to be talked over, which breaks off like fire in rain, Yeah! I still remember those days. The days we played hide&seek with our teachers, The days I had been pampered by your friends being your lover, The days we cherished each other, And the day which hit a nail on our heads. The day I struggled not to let you meet my tears, The day which turned my heart ...