I admit sometime I keep my ego up high and tried to be cool and deny that I miss him. It was just as terrible, seems everything was wrong and yea sleepless nites.
In my dreams I dreamed of him and all of them were dramas and dramas. They were tiring. And pathetic at the same times.
So I lose a bit of my pride just to know if he is still breathing.
And some words from him were like the colorful alphabets made of rainbow and its cheered up the sad little valley. The sun rose up and shined. And the birds sang happy songs and all the children dance together.
Tell me pathetically that how can I live without this angel?
Bubblegum lips, I love you.
xoxo
Amylia
Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone
In my dreams I dreamed of him and all of them were dramas and dramas. They were tiring. And pathetic at the same times.
So I lose a bit of my pride just to know if he is still breathing.
And some words from him were like the colorful alphabets made of rainbow and its cheered up the sad little valley. The sun rose up and shined. And the birds sang happy songs and all the children dance together.
Tell me pathetically that how can I live without this angel?
Bubblegum lips, I love you.
xoxo
Amylia
Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone