How long has it been , you called?
A month , year , can’t recall that .
The withering leaves reminds me ,
Isn’t life the same way, escaping slowly
Today I took an oath , not to forget you ;
But be myself around you ,
A person who might creep you out ,
A sarcastically cold hearted person ;
Who will not sweet mouth your faults –
No mistakes will be tolerated .
Its up to you now , how long will you hold .