Thursday, February 05, 2009 @ 3:40 PM

leaning on the pillar of support,
i am thankful.
you don have to feel remorseful,
i don actually blame for that.
for what sentimental value each holds.
i do somewhat understand,
but you made it simplier each time to go through.

perhaps each time,
it sounded nonchalent.
the heartbeat of each count,
the laughter of each lines.
i did wished for the otherwise,
once was not now.
that was somewhat so behind.
left, picked and riding on.