my dear.
there are so many things i would like to say to you, so many things i would like to ask you, i know i would be hearing the answers that i already know before i even stumble the words out of my mouth,but just in case...
you know.; as much as i like to be able to say goodbye to my own little world of make believe.there's a part of me that still tries, neither do i know why, its probably because i just wanted to be sure.
the whole of today ached a little.i frowned a little.
the garden is pretty, you would see.
whilst drawing each petal and each stalk, i tried hard to stop giggling stupidly and awkwardly.
because i had no rhyme nor reason to be laughing so hard or to be so happy for.
imagination drives you insane.
at least it keeps you alive.
this last shot;my last shot really don't seem like it might work wonders.
i'm not sure what i would get, but i know it would make you smile.
i might linger for a few in your sea of thoughts, but things have taken a turn, hasn't it?(:
i scared you off a bit, did i?
i warned you; in a way.
you only said:"what if you succeed?"
no more nas.
after this,no more.
you're done being ):
what we could have been, 1:18 AM.