Sunday, November 02, 2008 . 21:12
Chasing wasn’t my forte yet dreaming would be good. Leaving on a jet plane to a far away continent, to a place where I couldn’t go. Waiting patiently, the waiting starts once again. There might be a gap in all yet bridging it won’t be easy.
See is to believe, hearing isn’t everything to me. Hitherto I will still be trying. Picture perfect wasn’t ideal at all. I fell much deeper than I had imagined.
Y…. Maybe you are the one.Can i give you a windmill ?