Friday, 20 April 2012

12th

Loneliness sends a dark wind that doesn't leave. Remembering the excitement of love. 
The sky so red, There warmth so strong. 
Your face surfaces in my heart, Living together in this city's maze
Every mention of your name causes my heart to skip a beat
And yet we don't meet again. Only the touch remains. 
And yet we don't dare to touch emotionally. Perhaps we really were too young. 
From our carelessness. Wandering our separate skies. 
Allowing each other to choose what to say, But this longing still turns
A hand that can't be held Is now an anonymous friend. 
But my attachment is still persistent And you have nothing to do with the tears I swallow. 

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