Innocence los

Was it really you or my exaggerated imagination
Was it really you murmering or my increased palpitation


I could see you sitting across the floor on tht parapet
I thought I was drunk dreaming and could not believe it a bit

Then I got a rude shock when I saw you with tht cursed glass in you hand
What are friends for, it was brought to you by a friend

I still could not believe it was you who was gulping down the drink
With your scarcastic smile and the bloddy glass filled upto the brink

As a chain reaction the first thing I did was to give myself a violent shake
To make sure it was nit hallucination ,actually not fake

The night I could not drink another glass,I raised the toast but could actually not drink it ..Alas

I realised how bad ,was this place ,
that made you lose your innocence

I never fell in love with your face
It was just the innocence
Trapped between you temple and chin

I could not drink seeing you drink,
Could not smoke either
it came as a rude shock

I left the party went away
Wondering...Innocnce lost is love lost

God proved me wrong one more time.......