Wednesday, March 28, 2007

a blast from the past.

hey, my love.
paint a picture of me with you, just the both of us.
you're all i needed and ever wanted.



it's the end of march, i'm still not getting the vibe.
leaving in a trance always unsure of my future now, i don't know what i'd be waking up to tomorrow. because tomorrow might bring more troubles even as optimistic as i try to be.

a picture tells a thousand words.
i look at our picture and i see a lifetime of blissful happiness but then again...
ohwell! you can never hide love.

by ernest at 11:49 PM |