Wednesday, July 14, 2010
PJ. @ 11:20 PM
Precious, delirious, i can't believe i was that in shallowness.
I woke up in daze, i sat on trays, i crawled up to bed with nothingness.
I felt despair, i breathed in air, but what it seem to me that i wasn't there;
All of youth, and of summer, i looked past it and dreamt of winter.
Maybe i should continue it some other day.
When whispers no longer survive;
Because there's you and me.
Memories &Desires goes hand in hand.