Monday, May 15, 2006

To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didnt think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can’t explain.
So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you.(? )
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I’m wasting away.
I know I’ll see you again Whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care
And I miss you.
p.s. uli..
first ever post sa kablogan. 5/21/2005.
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<--------------------- i love music. aku yung nagigitara dun o!
naaaliw ako dito. pero di ako morbid...
i love the moon!
and i love her...
at ito naman ang library ng skul kong si UPLB...
nalipad na mga kalabaw... iba!
and in case di mo na ako makilala,
ganto hitsura ko nung kaiklian ng buhok ko!compare mo nalang
kompyuter science ang course ko. pero mukhang call center ang bagsak ko...
feel ko lang.. hehe
i am a dramachine...
and this place is my dramachinegun!(blech, baho)hehehehe!
ayun..
LABO ng profile no!!