Tuesday, December 21, 2004Y
i'm no poet..
the wind blows from the far far north..
it's bitter cold.. so cold..
it cuts my skin and chills my bones..
but it does nothing to my already frozen heart..
is it me or are you putting a gap between us?
am i too shallow to understand?
or is it that i cared too much?
-brr.. i hope the sun rises soon-
10:53 PM