Sunday, January 28, 2007

Since we've always been together
the space between us has become too big.
Waiting for your honest reply,
anyone would be lonely.

If you're crying in the town I can't see,
even if I'm not with you, my smile will still reach you.

In these wavering skies, I will fly to you.
I can feel it this close,
these two feelings.

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