I am afraid
of looking into your eyes,
there's an enigma,
which is greek to me,
and regelate my words,
I am afraid
of being close to you,
as it'd take me ,
to strange ways,
and will outcast me,
I am afraid
of the fear to lost you,
you're my pristine feeling,
which I've ever wished for,
in whole of my life,
I am afraid
of all my fears,
I want to outroot them,
and think for you,forever and ever
This is a story about the laughter of adolescence; snuffles of solitude; joys of togetherness; and the innocence of affection. Some hopes, few wishes, and various dreams blend with the essence of my thoughts and embellished with the taste of my views.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
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