A love most basic
I realised that I could never tell you that I don't love you, because it's impossible to even lie to you at this point of time.
Clutching the silver pendant in my hands as I listen to the angelic voice of some Japanese singer, I thought of the many times our paths intersected. Of the gifts left outside the door of my heart by the mystical god of serendipidity. Of the sheer odds of impossibility of the love between mortals and angels. Of the times we tried to fight the odds.
But no matter where we stand in the eyes of things, it won't make any difference because only what we want is important.
COPYRIGHT 2004 and onwards KELVIN GOH LENG WEE, No part of this document may be reproduced without written permission
Clutching the silver pendant in my hands as I listen to the angelic voice of some Japanese singer, I thought of the many times our paths intersected. Of the gifts left outside the door of my heart by the mystical god of serendipidity. Of the sheer odds of impossibility of the love between mortals and angels. Of the times we tried to fight the odds.
But no matter where we stand in the eyes of things, it won't make any difference because only what we want is important.
COPYRIGHT 2004 and onwards KELVIN GOH LENG WEE, No part of this document may be reproduced without written permission
posted by Epick 'Weiwei/Kelvin' at 6:41 PM
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