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Friday, January 02, 2009

. the day is as hot as ever, sitting right in front of the laptop makes me wonder at times, who am i waiting for or who am i looking forward to talking to. I opened up my drawer and some paper just slipped out in the bushes of other papers. It was our previous conversation few years back. It was still as white as snow and new as ever. As I was reading through every once in a blue moon i would be thinking back how childish I was back in the past. I could not even imagine myself saying those words now. But I still miss the scent. It comes back once a while. Refreshing my thoughts of you. Although it wasnt the best experience ever, but i had the strongest feeling then. I had no idea why and what attracted me to you but it was you that brought back memories of the past. Bad memories most of the time, frankly speaking we didn't have any good times before. It wasn't even noted as a relationship but rather an undertable love. Wasn't that crazy?? It's strange feeling that the relationship wasn't deep till the extend that I would feel like banging the wall but strange-ly, there's still a string pulling me back to the past, having you still fresh in a part of my brain. Exactly,what is good of you that made me want you even more? it's still a question un-answered. I myself couldnt give an answer that even makes sense. Nothing!. Blank. but why? feelings are left unreached and thoughts are left in a dark room. Words are left unsaid.
. If you were here to read me, I hope you understand what i meant. It will be and always be deep inside. The meaning stays and the feel is there somewhere.
* random thoughts *