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Tuesday, January 10, 2006


Memories of my past

3:27 PM

This is a poem from my 'first' post. It's not really my first post since I deleted many other later posts for who knows what reason I've already forgotten. I just love this so much...

I will never forget, the days we once had.
The days when you were everything to me.
My mind used to tell me,
That we'd be together forever,
But now I realise that was all a big dream,
Which makes my heart,
Shatter into a million pieces.
I wish so very much that one day,
We can have it all back.
But for now, I sit here silently,
Remembering all the memories,
We once shared.
Your existence is what makes mine.
Now, if love is painful and tortures us so..
Why do we love?
Why is it all we search for in life?
This pain, this agony? Why is it all we long for?
This torture, this powerful death of self?
Maybe because... Its love...