The sky was dark. Yet I told myself that I wanted to meet You. Carrying an umbrella I made my way there...
Armed with these I started to bring myself out of this world into Yours. Those words and images still resonant within me. I will wait for their manifestations.
A final parting shot. I will remember Your words. The times. The tears. The comfort. In a simple place where You are.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Days when I meet You
Posted by SabWong at 12:48 PM
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