Saturday, September 4, 2010

The ring is round

I cant deny how bittersweet it feels now, how happy i am yet how much it causes this... ache. Emotions are such awkward things to have.

An old time poem came to mind and it goes like this:

The ring is round it has no end
And that's how long you'd be my friend.

How do you end something that never started?

And the sparrow on weed screeched

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