Another day...another morning..it'll pass...everyday...and I'll be happier and more contented to feel that I have YOU..But you'll go away...and I'll again be a part of the journey of the clouds..yet again...
Do you feel the distance encroaching on me? Do you you feel it on us? Do you hear me? Can you answer me??
Streaks of black and white and grey...moving past me...What are they? Disillusioned figures? Obscure waves? Its spinning my world..Hold me...lest I fall.....And then, leave me gently.....
You can see the clouds...But I can feel them up there...I can feel me.....
ohhh so this is what you think when you stare out the window during every single economics class???
ReplyDeleteit's lovely. you almost give my butterflies when i understand the passion you wrote this with.
almost always...or maybe forever...:)
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