::: Trixyy :::

Butterflies and Broken Wings. :: Our lives begin to end, the day we become silent about things that matter ::

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

How'd you know its love?

Your face floats into my head, the moment I gain consciousness, even before my eyes can struggle to open every single morning. Afterwhich my insides become warm and fuzzy, and I wish I can snuggle back under the covers hug my bolster like I would hug you.

That is how I know...

1 Comments:

At 11:15 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I know you have shifted, but i din know u got a new blog! I tot you stopped blogging...

Nice to be reading your entries again! :D

-Guan Ling

 

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