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Dear Wind

10/13/2013 I was floating. I can feel raindrops on my forehead. Seems like the world stops. Everyone disappeared except him, except us. I feel those butterflies. I melted. Dear Wind, I saw him today. It was a rainy day. I was walking along the campus with my friend. I was busy telling stories to the fact that I don’t even take time to turn my head around. Suddenly we stopped. I don’t know why, but we stopped. I slowly turn my head right. My heart pumped so fast. I feel the butterflies in m...

28 February 2014, 11:24 AM
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Unspoken

I can feel the warm breeze of air while I was sitting in this wooden chair. Sunset is about to come. The bright blue sky is now turning grey. Random thoughts are running on the back of my head while a melodic sound of piano was playing on my mind. I smell the fragrance of flowers, the sound of raindrops in every blink of my eye. Suddenly, you’ve crossed my mind. How sweet that crook smile flashes back through my mind: That tantalizing brown eyes with long eyelashes that makes it perfect when ...

06 February 2014, 01:08 PM
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