Saturday, December 3, 2011

I miss.

Lying  alone this thought comes by
realizing with time how moments have passed by.
Is it all falling apart  or assembling into a beautiful
entity?

Circumstantial it's when you are not around,
few times when you are there with me,
the minutes fly soon,

Thanking for the gift I found in you.
Whether or not we stay together forever,
these momentous times with you are
the most precious ones that I seek...

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