Where are you? Will I find you as a distant memory or will you forever elude me in the sands of time? Where am I in you, rather [who] am I? How do you define me or do I define myself in you?
You'll always be a dream and so, I can only wait and dream and pray and dream. But do I dream of tomorrow or do I define it today.
~ Wint
P.S. Tomorrow, you better not be a suckish day.
Darkness sees no fault. No human imperfection as far as genetics are concerned. Shadows cannot lie, for their very being is an absolute image. Reflected only in the presence of light, yet there is no prejudice. The still of night carries with her a sense of peace, every whisper amplified yet each word lost in translations. Oh how long shall the shadows I've so long embraced play garment,cloak to my eternal night?
