I could dream of ways to see you, I could close my eyes to dream. I could fantasize about you, tell the world what I believe. But whenever I'm not with you it's so hard for me to see; I need to see a picture of you, a special picture just for me.
25.2.11
22.2.11
Perfect time for thinking, analysing, making decisions. World seems to have stopped, exactly at the point you did not want to. Nothing is going to change I bet. Actually, I feel like trapped in somewhere I do not belong. By the way, I cannot travel to past in order to fix some stuff, believe me I would had done it if I could. Hope it's something written in water, I mean.. temporary. God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb. It's just a matter of time. It has been day after day with big expectation. I await something better at least.
16.2.11
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