Heart talks

my heart in scribbled memories

January 27, 2010

it was just an accident, a mere coincedence, i happen to see your blog that had created an impact. i can’t resist myself to search back and read each phrase you have inscripted, and  as i decipher every line, it’s as if i was the person behind. 

and so i’ve said to myself, i have to meet you in time, to share your thoughts, your standpoint and the emotions behind those words.

and rejoice, it came to be, its realization in harbor view, beneath the stars and the soft breeze of the wind, as the water rushes to the shore, i have discovered how you transfer life’s realities into literature. 

and as we uncover each other, in every moment that we have shared, the realization is in me that the woman in front of me, was no longer new to me. 

and i thank God for the opportunity of allowing me to know, the woman behind the conceptualization of the scribbled memories.

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thanks. what can i say? im speechless….

Posted by petit at January 27, 2010, 7:09 pm

tansan!

Posted by hurtlocker at March 10, 2010, 12:55 pm

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