10:51 PM, Wednesday, August 26, 2009
warmth like the four sided shape of a waffle, there is only so much honey the little 'pigeon holes' can contain. we are tied up by time but we will not turn to flight. i chose my fate.
a river before the prince in shiny armour.Slowly, the bridge that stretched across two familiar shores starts to fade, like that of a magician act.
There stood the prince in shiny armour, helpless and guilty for duties that were not of his own will. His sentence would be over soon, in 3 sidereal years.
She was at the other shore. Darkness descends upon her and she was withdrawn from him once in a while. That was when the bridge momentarily disappeared.
-lazy bug strikes-
haha.
cursed on my left hand.home alone B319.i can explain.the above are abstracts of yesterday. go figure ;)
Labels: short and sweet
♥ siying