Friday, February 5, 2010

Y.O.U

There's this side,
pushing me to know you,
wanting me to know you,

asking me to care for you,
willingly care for you,

We hardly see each other,
but you were there,
always ready to talk to.

I'm messed in this confusion,
should I take control ?
or to let nature takes its path.

I need you. AC.

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