Thursday, September 22, 2005

bitter sweet stupidity

Something is eating me inside

It has the color of your eyes

The sound of your breath

And the warmth of your hand

It has the bitter-sweetness of the raw orange

It smells like an old empty bottle of perfume, forgotten in the far corner of the closet, a scent that reminds me of a million memory I can’t picture

Though you are just a stranger

Though I’ve never even knew you

Maybe I loved you someday, somehow, in another life??

And maybe you will love me someday, somehow……………… in another life