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In the vibrant embrace of spring, nature exudes an undeniable joy that mirrors the peace within our hearts. This haiku encapsulates that ser...

Thursday, February 21, 2013

A Confession

 It all began with an innocent play date with him.
Cups of coffee, sunsets at the beach, eating out together and long chat sessions kind of just happened over the years.
Time perhaps froze for those two young silhouettes walking barefoot and hand in hand on the wet sand in the foggy lights of that February crescent.
And I am glad that they did not exhaust all their talks before that warm goodbye hug.
For of course, coffee sounds very dull without you by my side now.

4 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.