December 07, 2011

When the dawn breaks, we shall meet again.

Have you
ever wondered 
what it feels like
waiting for someone,
your heart skipped
a beat each time
you watched
a stranger
through the
same door you
entered, the very
first time we met back
then? Your smell, 
your steps, and
your smile,
everything was
magical. I miss our
small talk, how the scent
of the coffee lingered
when we laughed.
I miss you my
beautiful fair lady, and I
am dead sure you
miss me too.


Edy said...

beautiful, ren.

as always :)

Ren Razali said...

Thank you, good sir. Cheers :)

Anonymous said...

mcm copycat..serius!