A little rain inside me, a little pain inside me. A little dose of mellowness to compromise the life, in a precise amount.

-Self-Quote-

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Time Keeps Changing


You are the Future who hasn't become a Past yet.
You are going to be a beautiful Present for me when I wrap the gift paper.

So I am supposed to be a good boy, and pray really really earnestly.
Until you'd hear me, and we'd meet in an intersection that we would have chosen accidentally.
Then the clock would have stopped at forever. 


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