November 2010
4 posts
True Love is an Eternal Fall
Lost in Translation
No matter how much I think about it, I find myself wondering, and then wondering still. Because there have been whole days and nights I go on unable to speak, or at least say what I really mean.
Dumbfounded. And at the very onslaught of utterances, or rather harsh whispers, you start to crumble. they can get to you.
I miss you. Each and every day i wake up hoping I’d see you.
A gush of...