Saturday, April 10, 2010

Story | Quadruple Sigh

There are just things in the world which we can never get.

She is fluent in your native tongue, where I only knew maximum of three words in your language.
She is soft and passive and pretty. I am none of the above.
She is close to you, within reachable distance. Me? All the way across the pacific ocean.
She has a similar background as you, at least there won't be a cultural difference. Us? Maybe the next life.

I just realized I am no good.


2010/03/15

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