Caught in between, with a fading dream
by Nick on Apr.10, 2009, under Confession
God did not grant mercy against me last night, for the first time, I recognized you among the faces of mosaic. So close, we were so close. How I wish I could die for that sweetest moment, if I was given a chance to do so.
Smeared, the love senses on my brain. Torn, the provisions of the eyes. Love, the inducement to the sacrifices.
That one day of love, is better than a living a lifetime alone. That sentimental smile is like a shooting star right through my heart. I’m crippled, fallen apart and pummelled by your sweet jealousy, my tears gushed out, praying to that incompetent almighty immortal that you should live.
At times of troubles, my heart cries out to your heart. (Ref. 2C of MMU)
So much left unspoken, but all I wish is only to stood by a distance, witnessing every glorious history of you that will be made.

April 12th, 2009 on 1:22 pm
Your words bring back my memories, descriptive, passionate and meaningful.
Worth my time for reading it