Friday, November 29, 2013

I miss you.

Raindrops lay gently upon the usual path
Wind is chilling badly as if it takes after the one where he resides
Soaked leaves are indifferent about an ordinary individual
Adorned in common social norms
This lane hasn't been changed a bit
She isn't walking alone, of course,
But with memories.

The corner of her lips moved,
"...I miss you..."

Kyel Kywai Chain

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