The breeze brings with him
Gifts, like memories
I open them up sometimes
To find peals of laughter escape my mouth
To feel the warm embrace, your friendship
To hear the music we made
With the voices that we used, to sing
To wipe the tears that fell
To feel the pain thats still left within
To reflect on the conversations we had
Sometimes at the break of dawn
To know that what we had
Will last forever long :)
My partners in crime, at SINE
Monday, March 24, 2008
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4 comments:
Boootiful words these r for two v extraordinary ppl :D
whenever i hear the song, "yellow" am reminded of our time in sine. :)
'Afterglow' and donuts anyone??? :)
@Kits - thanks baby:)
@ Sheece - You're skin and bones turned into something beautiful:)
@Spikey - Whatever happened to those headphones??? Do you still have them:D
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