You were the one.
Your mere presence used to be enough.
Easy became the moments that were tough.
Every little thing you did made you the one.
It would feel like in the battle of life I had won.
Oh, the little things you did. . .
How huge they felt!
Everything your eyes noticed.
Never I was ignored.
The perfection of my winged eyeliner!
How my blush matched the shade of my lipstick!
Oh, you were certainly the one!
From leaving my favourite candies on my desk to making promises that would make my eyes brim with tears, you made it clear in my head and heart that we were made for each other.
Never had I felt that a man could make me feel so safe, instead of making me feel constantly insecure and unloved.
I kept asking myself, "How could I be so blessed?"
Was it really reality or just a dream?
Would this dream soon become a nightmare?
Hahaa! True my doubts were.
The chamber of illusion broke.
You took off your mask, and you were never the one.
Uglier you were than the most evil villains I had known.
A liar, a fraud, a pretentious player!
In those heartbreaking moments of that cruel revelation, my little, delicate heart realised that there is no 'the one'.
Your mere presence used to be enough.
Easy became the moments that were tough.
Every little thing you did made you the one.
It would feel like in the battle of life I had won.
Oh, the little things you did. . .
How huge they felt!
Everything your eyes noticed.
Never I was ignored.
The perfection of my winged eyeliner!
How my blush matched the shade of my lipstick!
Oh, you were certainly the one!
From leaving my favourite candies on my desk to making promises that would make my eyes brim with tears, you made it clear in my head and heart that we were made for each other.
Never had I felt that a man could make me feel so safe, instead of making me feel constantly insecure and unloved.
I kept asking myself, "How could I be so blessed?"
Was it really reality or just a dream?
Would this dream soon become a nightmare?
Hahaa! True my doubts were.
The chamber of illusion broke.
You took off your mask, and you were never the one.
Uglier you were than the most evil villains I had known.
A liar, a fraud, a pretentious player!
In those heartbreaking moments of that cruel revelation, my little, delicate heart realised that there is no 'the one'.
—Amrit Versha
