My little Butterflies.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

You are.

I tried so hard to force on a smile, a laugh.
But it pains me so bad that I just couldn't bare laughing at all.
Tears tricked down with warmness in them.
I wonder could it be that it's there that they've went?

Just feels so cold
here without you.
Wishing for your embrace each step of the way.

You know that I need you.
But I know that you need not of me.
I shall sit here hoping you'll come.

The wind lands subtly by.
It whispers soft yet hopeful hopes.
Clouds bringing news from afar.
Just like you, my fondler.
Pass me by my dear.

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