May's malady?

I can write a love song, a love sonnet.

I can show to you exactly how pretty the things will look when the couple walks hand in hand under pouring skies.

I can write a love poem that will make you blush.

I can do so much more but I cannot promise you that I will make a promise. 

You know why? 

…usne apni deewangi baanti nahin…maine apni fakeeron me luta di…