Tuesday, June 14, 2005
*sigh*
is it always so?
just when the storm is over,
just when i come up to breathe,
another storm pushes me right back down again,
leaving me unable to breathe,
drowning in my tears..
i need ur care,
i need ur love
i am willing;
very willing to give all i have.but..
no matter how hard i wish n wish,
how much i think things would be fine,
i am bashed time n again,
it hurts,
so much.
i know,
i can pick myself up on my feet again,
i will be able to brave through this storm again,
i know i can.
that innocent smile which captivates
`[12:13 AM]
