Tuesday, September 29, 2009

I'm dreaming...


The heart of gold,
With those sparkling eyes.
A dimple which makes up for my smile,
He is my frn...
Not for a day but for a lifetime.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

:|

Bruised, battered and tired almost
All alone in the crowd.
I wish someone would call out to me
Call out a little loud...