Monday, November 16, 2009 . 01:10
The boy who became a blade of grass,
cupid had struck him and his roots were grounded.
Blinded by light above,
wishing he could see her once.
The girl who became a star in the sky,
cupid had struck her and she shine ever brightly,
Being high above where she couldn't see well,
she never realise,
that they met....
i won't hide in the moment of your demise,
i won't shun in the midst of your burning light,
Julien.L says he would stay by you.