Wednesday, 12 February 2014

Growing

Today wont fluctuate

Our broken dreams;

It will only brighten our

Surrendering.

That was my complete to

You that was my

misunderstanding

With our forgivens’.

With my solitude morning

We are completed by us

Through us in us as one.

Snowflake that never falls;

I am your melted grief...

Growing.

preferred idle eyes

started creating paperback  tears out of idle pen hands,  and look where it took us. i've encountered space between us but I've blur...