I played the piano...
with the memory of your back,
which become smaller and smaller,
and finally gone...
I non-stop playing it,
but will she turn back to me?
the promise still existing?
never and ever...
The melody from the score
is not longer following...
but why the concern is still there?
because i love you...
The violin is leaving,
left only the brush...
just only can feel your existing...
but never touch you anymore...
The cat crying at the midnight...
i heard...
but can never pity it...
because it belongs to other...
The promise,
that we did on the day...
will never forgotten...
and always remember...
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2 comments:
walao....very deep arj ur blog...not understand.. xP
GioGio_reply :
haha, that's my purpose...if want to understand it...you should read and think again...xD
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