Dear Heart
It's past midnight. My eyes are still wide shut. The feelings are so freaky. Heart skips a bit. Hands are sweaty and shoulders are shrugged. I can barely recall the face but I do remember the moment of pendulum.
Day by day, moment by moment, hopes and dreams unveil. In those eyes, everytime he cast his gaze upon your direction , it seems like a lightning strike all over your senses. Breathless. Freezing. Stunned. Aaahhhhh.
Is this some kind of a curse? Or a gift for eternity?
I prefer the former.
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| I need my coffee break.. . |





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