Our finals are just ten days away
And I have studied nothing
The truth I say
Out of the twenty-four
Twelve I sleep
And of every ten sleeps
In eight, of you I dream
And of the remaining twelve
In eight I think of you
And you and you, and you and you
And four hours remain
For studies and stuff
Tomorrow 26th,Saturday
Exact one-fifty days are going to be up
Since that cruel 27thJan, Wednesday
I want to give this book to you
So that you can know
A fraction of how much I love you
Never mind
If you cant, give me a place on your heart
At least know that there is someone
Who loves you a lot
And do me one favor
Forget me not
