When I can't see you,
There will be unpleasantness
I wish we were neighbors
Meeting and greeting would be perfect
When I can't look you in the eye for a day,
There will be discordance
Emotions sparring inside my head
In which you are the subject
When I can't say sweet words to you,
There will be lack of harmony
'I Miss you's' and 'I Love you's' should go hand in hand
To achieve a harmonious relation
disclaimer: This is just a pigment of my imagination. still hoping to find real true love. :)
True Love.... "Waking amidst the acrid smell of over fried french toast. Passing by the hallway, greeting each slumbering folded sheets draped in the midnight sofa. Sitting, breathing in the breakfast table. With a growing smile, so innocent, so sweet. Parched Lips slowly kissed by the morning's orange juice. Hurts, quivers. Toasts engulfed to last crumble. Nothing wasted, nothing left. To the last piece, drowned with passion. Like yesterday's dream fading, receding." - random thoughts 07 Mar 2010
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