Monday, January 31, 2005

her love

her love is like a wind
I can't see it, but
I can feel it

true love

true love doesn't mean possession or jeaoulesy
and one day, when you found love, your life has just begun

Saturday, January 29, 2005

s a d n e s s

I wouldn't forget the day she left me at the station
tears keep falling on her cheek
saying no words
I was feeling empty
the sky was suddenly falled upon me and
filled my heart with sadness
searching for reason why this is must happened to me
I was unable to stop myselft to think over and over again
the more I try the more un-stop-able
your face become more clear appear on my mind
I didn't know why you left me so easily
what should I do to bring your heart back to me
please tell me
please give me another chance.