Breeze of love

In the darkness, all alone;
She lay in the bed weeping.
The wailing breeze whispers into her ears,
Why do you cry, my dear ?

Why does he ignore me,
Why doesnt he like me?
I do love him a lot,
I do care for him.
And tell me one more thing,
Is he thinking of me?

The breeze stays calm,
The breeze doesnt reply.

All of a sudden, the breeze goes hard,
And the lights glow up in her room.
She wakes up from the bed,
And wipes her tears off.

He does love me,
But he is in his own troubles.
I should not cry,
I should make him smile.

-- Deepesh