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Let me...

Hugging oneself is never the same. No matter how many times uve been held, u never get tired of it.

One more day,one more night. Just one more time, before u go. Let me be able to say, don't go cos the place will be empty where u once were.

One more kiss,let me touch your face one more time, quickly before I realise that this is infact a dream. Let me beg the morning to stay away.

Just before the world runs off, and sunlight chases ur shadow away. Before dawn ends my dreams, let me...

The lone tear in ur eye, the lone tear on my cheek. They came from the same source. The longing from deep down. The world keeps moving

And I'm standing. Standing at the gate. Watching. Watching you go. Please let time stop. Let me...

Let me say, please don't go. You'll take heaven with you.

Let me sleep. Let me dream. Heaven comes when my eyes are closed. And I'm going past the red gate. To a redbrick house, 3800miles from here.


Goodnight.

#np: Vanilla twilight ~ Owl City

Dedicated to everyone who has a loved one living apart from them. I see you.


P.s. Will be guestwriting on Neefemi's blog. I'm really really excited. And little nervous.
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Comments

Nee Fe Mi said…
awwww pele dear, know the feeling all too well. Why are you nervous o? you will be fine. have a good weekend
June 26, 2010 at 4:06 AM
Anonymous said…
He took my heaven with him...
All I have is Earth and her treachery...
Let me wipe my own tears...
And smile again...
June 26, 2010 at 12:56 PM
Blessing said…
awww...how beautiful!!!
June 26, 2010 at 7:04 PM
T.Notes said…
I like this alot.
Do hope all's well your end?
Cheers
June 28, 2010 at 7:31 PM
histreasure said…
nice...send it to him , it would cheer u and him up..
June 28, 2010 at 9:56 PM
Abimbola Bamigboye said…
Thanks you guys. Especially for stopping by.
June 30, 2010 at 10:42 PM
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