ये मेरा दीवानापन

I hate you with all my heart. I have a proud heart. Believe it or not, people will agree with me.

Is this a form of madness or am I suffering the effect of love? If you cannot see it, then something must be wrong with your eyes.

My heart feels for you only. My heart loves you. And, we will wait for you, whether you choose to come or not, we will wait.

This suffocation of being without you is like being in the wilderness. I can die of this feeling of suffocation. And if that happens, call as much as you will, I cannot come again.