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Sorry Is Not Just A Word
by riansuzini on 02-16-2010 at 12:45 AM
I recall as tears well up my eyes...
Knees bent. Hands clenched.
A clear image of you looking far away is what I see...
I am sincerely sorry.
Sorry.
(speechless)
I don't wanna lose you this way 'cause I never really wanna lose you.
The chance will always be treasured as much as I am going to treasure you more now.
It's not easy for you. I was so ungrateful.
Still thank you. I'm still
Cross my heart, yet never my soul
by riansuzini on 05-14-2009 at 03:08 PM
I don't pretend. I comprehend.
I shrink when I hear you scream.. Is it my emptiness you mean to take away? Please.. if you want to, please take it away yet don't let me cringe when you scream again.
I am all by myself when I miss you. I don't wanna miss you-but I do!
Damn right?!?
Whe you try to reach me, just tell me.. I'll extend both my hands before you try to grab one of them. Don't make me look like shit 'cause I am also human. Don't make
It's in him whom I owe my everything..
by riansuzini on 01-20-2009 at 05:40 PM
Lighted days are not that sober. I take my steps easily as I glide along that narrow and steep alley.
I was never guided. When I stumble, I slip easily.
I figured a hand stretched and asking me to take a hard grip...and I did...then I stood up. I brushed the dirt off my skirt.
It never went away. It won't till I wash it by the time I'll be home.
He does not care if I'm looking petty in my countenance. He just wants to lend me the moment.
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