Dear Zarah,
Sometimes it takes time to tell things you really feel.
I felt the same when I was with you as I would feel when I go on the toughest expedition, experience the biggest embarrassment, feel the lowest of the most low day, embraced by the happiest moment and going through the most sick day.
You too think I'm a phony?

Know what you are
Know what they are
Seek only the truth
Behold unto your love

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~To Zarah

Now I don't deserve even to listen?
Now I don't deserve even to speak?
I thought honesty is a virtue
Until someone proved otherwise!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~To Zarah

When I was with you, I was drenched
May be that's the reason I couldn't feel
When my days would be high and dry
Now when I feel the wrath of the winds
That blew you away from me in the woods
I lay so far waiting for the storm to return
Praying and Wishing you were safe and sound

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~To Zarah