Lured by the pseudo promises
There she stand
Life may give up on her
But you don’t give up on her , man!
She is weak and she is trembled
Put your warm shoulder around her
And let her cry as her wound is new
You might not lose anything standing by her side
And she might get happiness with your cute big smile
He looked at her and he knew the price
So he held her hands and asked her not to cry..
She knew how it turns every time
So she might not trust you the very first time
Hold on and stay calm ,wait for her to ask
“I think walking with you to some miles won’t be a crime”