The Listener
someone.
25091990

addictions
neil.gaiman
haruki.murakami

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fast forward
ada
derek
moses
thr-3e
wai.han
wei.yang
yunyi

playlist
Random Rambles
Short Story VIII
Short Story VII
Interlude IX
Short Story VI
Interlude VIII
Interlude VII
Short Story V
Ade is shocked by how much crap she can churn out
Short Story IV

rewind
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
November 2008

Untitled

Once we watched a horror movie
You asked me if I was afraid
I just shook my head silently
Nothing can frighten me with you around
The only thing that can scare me now,
is to find you gone

***
(un)Granted

too late, you are gone
i should have never trusted a shooting star
unfulfilled wishes, empty promises
or maybe you were never mine to begin

that night, it was raining stars
we sat at the shoreline and made our wishes
i wished
for you to be always here beside me
for you to know that i loved you
for you to love me back
even just a little

but

i never said a thing
the stars were supposed to do their job
wishes were supposed to come true
you were supposed to know
because i was the one
(amongst the insignificant millions)
who made a wish
even though i never said a thing

***

A little piece of work
Of taking things for granted and granting wishes.


Gerald | Saturday, March 15, 2008 at 10:04 PM |