Saturday, October 28, 2006
Happy
The amber coloured dusk is like sweets in a beautiful faraway place. The search for this faraway place continues, while keeping firmly in my mind your temperament and face. A chunk of clouds drop in front of me, makes up your form, following me with the wind, one mouthful and another eating away my worries. After all, the calmness of this place will definitely be one of a kind.
The pencil in my hand, moves back and forth on the paper, I use a few words to describe who you are to me. Every part of you has been engraved in my memories, difficult to put them in words. But soon, takes time but it is going to be very different again. Certain things I still feel so lost in the midst of this confusion, hope I can get an answer soon.
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