Fear of sound

Rings that never reached my phone
Are nowadays reaching different phones.
Maybe its not the same way
Your dialpad and my ringtones meet

But my heart
Keeping ringing the hope that your call
Would miss the way someday again
And break the silence of my phone.

Dream like this fascinates me
While my soul is still reminding me
Why is it you? Everytime, why?
Why not that person?

It was not about the paths
Because, these days GPS solves it all
Its just that the signals of my heart
Are just blocked in your heart.

And I keep questioning myself,
Why is it you? Everytime, why?

Random

I do not want to hold grudges
Neither complaints do I have
Sometimes people view me as their reason to grow their egoes
Yes egoes.

As a human being, I possess same difficulties like yours
But why?
Why are my difficulties mere excuses?
And why are yours just too blur?

Distance was not just discovered to measure meters and kilometers of road
But yes,
The distance of understandings too..

But again, I do not blame anyone.
Neither do I blame myself.
Because I do not want see people losing their value
Just like I dont want to lose mine.