Dear Juliet ,
“I don't have high expectations anymore. Maybe they've just been beaten out of me.” for some reasons i cant let go, for now i have the ocean as my hands my metaphors as my expressions .I love her juliet , and i will fight for this no matter what. I do love the smell of her hair the taste of her lips . But some how the world change , i can feel it deep inside her, the coldness , the envy , the sorrow , the distance , the frustrations. I want to make things up , If only i have the chance or the gift to travel across the sea . i really want to embrace her . kiss her . if only"
From where i stand , yes . i know how impossible it would be , that's why . i embrace pain , sacrifice , in oder to save up money , every cent of my effort every sweat , is for her , for our future , i love her so much more than the world has ever know.
Is there somthing wrong with me juliet?
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