Carves

Beyond the friendship that we have is a love that silently beats

but pounding stronger and stronger as we become closer

Over the years that we've known each other, you've been my sanctuary

-- the force field that protects me from my storms

Sometimes, I lost sight of my tract but I always find you in the end

-- I hope we can be less complicated so that we can totally

enjoy the time that we are together

Stick with you that should I do and maybe someday,

we can be together, me as your Miss and you as my Boss

-- happy, in love and contended

I wish to write again…

I miss writing.

I miss thinking aloud.

I miss debating with my own judgment.

I miss exploring the influence of words.

I miss conveying my suppressed emotions.

I miss expressing myself with written words.

I miss having the time just to scribble random thoughts.