everytime i see your face,
it brings back those times,
the joy we shared,
the sorrow we beared.
lost in the haze that is tommorow,
our dreams,
aspirations,
hope.
what do we really want?
is this world too much for us to take?
every move you make,
its a wonder,
the life you lead so beautifully.
oen chance,
thats all there is.
could it be?
the world we love falling apart slowly.
out of place,
lost out in space.
i don want this to chnage,
i cant bear to watch you walk away.
but in the end,
nothing really does matter.
cos this is all that i have.
all that i am.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
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