Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Wednesday, April 21, 2004


WE

we -- such a nice word
I’d rather we than I or you

we were absolutely flabbergasting -- haayyy
that's how I would like to describe it

so what happens now?
that's the $64,000 question

is a decision imminent?
do we even have to know?

i feel like telling fate that i'm surrendering everything to it
just as how it brought us together
but then again prayers seem more powerful

it was our decision to arrive to where we are now

as it comes it shall be revealed to you and me -- if us could be for the future

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