Friday, February 12, 2010

I'm letting my thoughts eat me alive.
Your cold, rancorous behavior, velvet voice ㅡyour eyes.
Your abrupt but pleasant appearance in my dreams..

Are you gone yet?
ChagrinㅡI don't even know if you still exist in this country.
Thank you for not even saying good-bye.

I miss you.
I wish that I had never met you.

* credits to cyworld.com/1:09