A lone journey to neverland

It's just a long journey of being without anyone, but none other only with myself.

Saturday, June 18, 2005

My cup was filled

A cup of friendship
in a cafe of warm ambience
your mouth talked of your day
mine of my day

For once i felt
my cup was filled
and the place smelt of
the fargrance of
sweet surrender

for once i thought my feelings betrayed me
but i know your friendship means a lot to me
or maybe you will never know

*an evening with an eligible bachelor*