24th May 2008
Cold winter has came knocking on the door.(Oh yeah, emoted!). Spews of smoke came off me in the last couple of nights. the unpleasants. the lacks of her, drives the cold more intently.
As i sit, awaiting for her return from the muskins, i lain, thinking of her beautiful smile once agen. i picked up a slip of paper, markin the last day we held each other in our arms.that wasnt too long ago.
Awaiting for her is of utmost joy to me. she has waited.and now i have.shes beautiful. The erks of dinner, approaches. I cowardly hide. The grotesque almost seem so unbearable, but yet, it had taken a monotony towards me. how sad.
What keeps me breathing, is the likes of her touch once agen.is the scent in her hair, when she stands beside me.it lingered.never left.never ignored.
The days are numbered.The nights can be counted. The drive to see her once agen edges me on. im not far,for now.
I pray for her everyday.praying that she would be safe.countless thoughts runs through my head, before i lay to rest. Her eyes flashed across just as mine closes.how perfect.
lovely is the name of a girl who i yearn to have and have got.
lovely is the eyes of a girl whose smile brightens up my days
lovely is the larf of a girl whose words make my heart melt.
lovely is you.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Posted by classicvintage at 12:36 AM
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