When the sun rises, I hope you’ll be here. Being the first I
see and say good morning to. It turns around in my head again and again minutes
by minutes. I couldn’t fight it anymore. Unfortunately, I am not patient enough
to wait and see what next. Welcoming something we can’t hold on is very
difficult to deal with. Come.. And I will give you my roses.
The sweet smelling will bring you. I do not fix it. Just
telling you, It won’t be overly scented. The perfume does not invite you in. As
well the rain adorns the wall. The wind puts you over here. Come... We’ll make
a move.
Anything happens in a while. We’re going to fight it up.
Making all of story everlasting. I don’t mind working on weekends. It types
during breathing. Grasp my hand. We take a deep together. Should we know about
the weather?
Someone said, waiting is bored. Sure! I got it. Even waiting
for you. That’s why, you have to pay it. Expensive! Very costly!
Your woman is not a bitch which causing you use your savings
up. Just make a payment a simply life. Loving, caring, fighting, and opening
days. Marking calender until the expiration date. The sun rises and shines over
here. Behind you. Embracing. Under the promise.
Come... We blossom.
12 January 2014
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