Holding my breath inside
I step outside the door,
I wish I could see you there
standing for me with a bunch of rose.
Downtown I slowly go,
Counting the maple leaves
scattered all along...
Cold dewdrops on the grass blade
Touch my feet gently,
I shiver and think of you.
Siting on a roadside bench
I wonder in the emptiness -
How my dreams are lost within you...
Slowly I sing the song you wrote;
Words are not enough now,
Because There is so much left to tell you. . .
P.S.~ I love you.
.....
I wrote it because of my alter-ego!
She is a hopeless romantic moron.
She lives here --> Bad Pixie's Dane
14 comments:
A maple leaf, cradled by breeze stuffs itself in Aritry's nose.
a cool piece of art!
Sweet
@Vishnesh, and I get that dirty sticky leave out of my nose and stick on ur face xD
@Niraj, oh thanks :)
@Juvenile ^_^
Okay that's it. YOU CALLED ME VISHNESH.
GO DIE STINKY!
^Wow. I'm great.
You die too dork.
meet ya in Hell xD
Ah...so you are miss bad pixie...And at one point of time, I thought it was someone else o_O
Anyway, sweet poem..:)
^^thanks :P
i shivered cuz of the meaning you had in every line, in every word
^I never thought someone would feel it actually. thanks :'[
I haven't been answering your calls (anyone's calls, actually) because I was bedridden with illness.
104 degrees of fever and weakness and an insane amount of phlegm.
^^really? .__.
what have u been doing jerk?
get well soon re.
tell me whenever I can call you ...okay?
take care :]
WOW O_O
xD
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