The signal is subtle
We pass just close enough to touch
No questions, no answers
We know by now to say enough
With only simple words
With only subtle turns
The things we feel alone for one another
There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we must do
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden
So I won't sleep if you won't sleep tonight
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
i do miss.
miss what?
stupid me. naive and stupid me.
miss him. miss them. miss him more.
just feels like there's alot to miss nowdays. like the days are just being lived with lots of emptiness and a quiet sense of sadness.
talking to someone about my very deepest thoughts have never, ever come easy. but with my baby, it's a tad easier, though never smooth sailing.
and then there are your friends. who want to give you their listening ear, but there's never really enough time to show them how much you appreciate their time and friendship.
and at the end of the day, you still miss them.
so it's back to square one.
i miss him. i miss them. and i miss him even more. till it stings.
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Wani
23/02/1986 (Pisces)
(Psychology & Communications) Monash University
Chatting, chilling, poetry, movies, making love, making out.
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