Sunday, May 16, 2010

Missing You

can't see even the palest star tonight
No gentle wind warms my room
Dreams travel in the middle of the dark path
Where no more birds singing
While jumping from branches to leaves
Voice was frozen by the hands of darkness
No one to reach,no one hold
The rain follows me in my bed
With thoughts of you in my
Wanting to hear your voice
Or spend some hours exchanging i love you's to you
But the time and distance never allow us today
So here i am in my little dark room
Listening to the saddest sound..
The beat of my heart accompanied by the drops of my tears
And my all wants to shout..
I miss you.

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