Saturday, February 06, 2010

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer.

- do you know you're unlike any other?

I don't wanna ever love another,
you'll always be my thunder.


Haha. This is very much similar to a conversation that you and I would most probably have.


Sometimes, I'm too afraid to think.
To think that the future is nearing me, nearing us.
Too soon actually.
It gets me sad all over again whenever I think about it.
And it bugs me everyday.

It's like I'm running out of time.


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