February 26, 2011 § 2 Comments
Two beautiful eyes.
Three long talks at nights.
Four butterflies in my stomach.
Five occurrences in my dreams.
Six wishes under the stars.
Seven candles lit next to the altar.
Eight cries when you’re afar.
Nine fights of mind and heart.
Ten months passed, you’re still not here, and I still wait.
February 22, 2011 § Leave a comment
The reason behind all these crazy work I do? You. Not to make you impressed, but to keep my mind too busy to think about you.