PG 18

Friday, March 26, 2010


As time flies, I found the reason that you attracted me most.
Looks are just masks.
What I want is under it, and inside you.

I will never define that as love.
An innocent puppy love? Maybe,
if that's how you want to put it.

Those pasts are sweet memories, don't you think so?
I like that, and I'm glad to have you in my life.

Sometimes I take a peek at you from far,
happy to know your life is wonderful as before.

I love you, friend.

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