Friday, December 12, 2008

am still here


walking down the same streets
somehow it feels so different

random places

to be cherished always
holds so many memories

reminiscing them

brings out floods
uncontrollable thoughts

swirling in the mind
a blur in the horizon
a falling leaf
so many things are so special

a lot can change
but it still remains the same

it can bring out pangs
in that special place

lovingly given

cruelly torn
what it feels like is known

when broken beyond repair
when ripping out that part

with bare hands
seems so relieving

1 comment:

.mini said...

hmm
and you are still here
thats good