Sunday, March 14, 2010

*Its Time*

A lovely day walking through fields of flowers,
Thinking you have all the powers,
Until you say we need to talk,
Then we go for a nice walk,
You say; I think our last day, will be today,
I sit here alone, watching you walk away.

2 comments:

kc said...

wow.. so chim. whats wrong?

Juey said...

what do u mean? ....