a little space i call my own

i typed as i think about you



the rose's for you.

it's getting really windy nowadays. i wonder what's wrong. the smell the wind carries, is not nice. but nevertheless, the wind came, passed by, and went away. similarly, as the globe rotates, events happened, passed by me, and went away.

opportunities came by, passed by me and went away. regret.
questions came by, passed by me and went away. unanswered.
answers came by, passed by me and went away. undiscovered.
you came by, passed by me and went away. blinded.

today i woke up, with sweat on my brow
it must have been a dream, explained the sweat
yesterday, i saw the stars as i talked to you
this morning, i heard the birds sing as i replied to you
i then realised it wasn't a dream
it's all so true



look at it, would you believe it's the same flower?

as this flower blooms, just like you
i can not yet admire your beauty, your glamour, your glow
till it is that day i've decided to keep you to myself
i've decided, again, to precious you as long as i can
till the day it comes i grow old and withers with you
as i age
as i die
with you.

sometimes, you just can't help. but really feel for the other. i mean, you just had to. humans. we changed. environments changed. keep up. change. and let it out when you had to.

oh well.


sigh.

good night.

take care.

i don't fear loneliness, i fear the distance between each other...