8 hours of silence. 8 hours of shaky trees. 8 hours of million rushing thoughts. 8 hours of butterflies in the stomach. 8 hours of body upset.
Nothing related paint the picture.
The 9th hour came, the shadows were seen, voices were heard, music were played.
As in nothing had happened.
I am one of the finalist for the Confusion Award.
Urrgghhh!!
Are you confused? Even the master doesn't know what is she talking about!
.people say it's great.
4 comments :
hahahahaa....everything is back to normal again?=)
hehe sounds like a drama unfolding
cath : if only you get what i mean..hehe!
allaboutattitude : we will see. hehe!
of course i know wat u mean *winks
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