Breakfast with words
since the picture of life drawed without a stop
its like the imagination never fade or never less
the river water never dry and keeps the living things alive
i never thought that how wonderful and beauty the nature create a reflex towards our life
the more you relate those thing the more wide your vision comes ahead
but still im crawling to find a clue to begin my new life
a life that really matters and important to me
sometimes the tears that falls down is hiding behind the curtain
and sure, never would know it, would feel it...
am i just like a sand that can be see but its hard to see in details, one by one
i wish myself just flying by the blowing of wind
go whenever its blow and i have nothing to compromise
damn..im still what i am..
believe what im still believe in
hope they know what im trying to do here
hope they treat me as them...
i have no clues, no ideas..
it just me crawling into picture that still been drawed
apart of it.. im glad that someone that i love is understand myself
she's everything to me..to my life
the relationship that will never stop until the end of us
thank you my dear, thank you for the love you share it with me...
i love myself, i love you...
love is so abstract when appears in a painted picture
and also unique when we talk out of our mouth
im glad you standing by me everytimes..my dear..
love you always...
I am a dreamer about you, I am a dreamer about myself, Although it is a nightmare for me to dream about you and myself
Saturday, October 25, 2008
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