He asks me, ‘Are you never going to love someone?’
‘If he’ll feel my pain’, I’ll love him.
‘If he won’t judge me on my past’, I’ll love him.
‘If he’ll sit under the sky wiping my tears off’, I’ll love him.
‘If he’ll be loving me rather than my body’, I’ll love him.
She asks me, ‘Are you never going to love someone?’
‘If she’ll make me happy’, I’ll love her.
‘If she won’t shy away from a future together’, I’ll love her.
‘If she’ll sit by the ocean whispering sweet nothings’, I’ll love her.
‘If she’ll be loving me rather than my body’, I’ll love her.
Raunak Agarwal 