Lost once again

When the words not said grow so much,
That my body starts to pain so much.

The emotions that I feel cannot be contained,
What we have can no longer be sustained.

A call needs to be made.

O' lover of Sharukh Khan,
I'm done consider this my last salam.

Someone has surely died,
I have for the last time cried.

Forget you'll ever find me in the debris,
I'll never say that it's not you but me.