I like my way
Monday, January 17, 2011
Whispering .
I heard someone whisper your name,
but when I turned around to see who it was,
I was alone.
Then I realized that,
it was my heart telling me that
I miss you.
You may be out of my sight,
but never out of my mind.
Goodnight.
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