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Sunday, November 14, 2010

Watching the sky alone again... It has been months since that day.. I just wished I hadn't made her feel that way.. If time would rewind back to the day she changed my life, the day when she quietly joined me to watch the sky. As the clouds went by, memories of her seemed to rain upon me. Bringing back her sweet voice and soft touch on to my hands. If only I could reach out to her and bring her back to my side, back to where she would be safe and sound, where I would protect her. Emotions are strange, we come to regret the choices we made, when we were so sure of ourselves, but only end up alone and wishing that we hadn't been so irrational.

-Zero (Memories)

Blogged @ 11:39 PM
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