Friday, October 9, 2009

Vingt-Deux.


Searching.

10.01.09


What does it mean to love somebody?
Do I try to find him, or should he find me?
Like looking for stars in the limitless night,
I endeavor to search with all my might.
Yet I return home empty-handed,
and I wish my heart wouldn't have minded.
But it's too late to save my feelings,
for my hope in love has met its ending.

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