the difference

was this u were talking about when u mentioned in that hot summer day was this u were talking about when we were so very close as if we were one I remember you had this feeling for being being yourself and still not sure about things taking shaping was it this u had imagined that day when the sun was shining bright and the stars never felt that way before baby wasnt it was me who always beleived what was there that time we would always cherish and talk about cause i knew it form the very begining it would take that unroamed road U tremed it as long distance relations and i termed it as Distance- Love relation u thought its difficult for the LDRs i believed and still believe there's always a beauty in DLR's But am still sure for have u not once said that i would not be you if you would be so forgetful as i still carry along myself and ur toughts on those very words which is still so ture but i feel this pain of longingness and distance which had i never imagined taking this turn to the unroamed road but if this is it i still can go on, on to the road which has never been travelled before the road of uncertainity but faith the road of emptyness but hope As it was you whom i imagine would difinately come cross and be across my arms at this turn or may be the next coming one. Written April 21st, 2002 © on Apr 21 2002 10:42 AM PST   18 • 0 • 8