mercredi, avril 20, 2005
baby jus recite a poem, written by him in the past.. it goes like this...
"the nights i miss you,
i couldnt hold you,
the nights i saw you,
i couldnt get myself to be near you,
the nights i spoke to you,
i couldnt tell you i love you,
if i might tonight,
the words to you,
i dare recite,
i love you and forever i will hold you tight."
so sweet hor.. but i dun think it's specially for me de. cos it was written long long ago.. but i like this poem. reminds me of myself.. writting poems so frequently in the past. wrote so many poems and end up they are all in my drawer locked up. and the key is missing. baby stop writing poems le. cos no more feelings.. all the feelings died. hmm.. only know how to sleep and talk cock. same lah. i also.. write for 2 years den suddenly no more ideas no more mood to write den jus stop. are we that similar? is it coincidence or wat?
*wonders*
shweet dreams;
5:18 PM
