whispers in her ear.
Friday, February 23, 2007
because we never know wads important till its gone.
upon the rain.
i wish things would be back to the old times.
when there is someone who will sit by the playground.
and talk to me.
in our hugs, i never ever wondered where the legs stood.
you shouldnt have explained to them, and just let them misunderstand
now i feel like people had seen through me, and i cant hide away.