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Lost days, pictures fade.
Dreaming.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010





















maybe you're that pretty flower.
maybe i'm the bright sun.
maybe i appeared when you needed me.
maybe you won't ever need me again.
maybe the day won't come again.

maybe i should find a new flower.
maybe i should just pretend that the pretty flower has withered.
maybe i should keep shining regardless whether the flower is there or not.
maybe i'll chance upon the pretty flower again.
maybe.

maybe what i want is to relive the past for one last time.
maybe the future might become the same as the past.
maybe i'm afraid of what the future beholds.
maybe i just want to stay where i was in the past.
maybe i wish i had a wish.
a wish.
a wish that,

maybe the past could be the future now.
maybe the past wouldn't change as it was then.
maybe the past could sail smoothly.
maybe now it would be different.
maybe the sun could shine happily.
maybe the flower could dance happily under the bright sun.

maybe i'm thinking too much again.
maybe i'm dwell too much in the beautiful past.
maybe i should carry on life as it is.
maybe i should realise life doesn't give me what i want.

maybe that flower doesn't need anything.
maybe that flower just wants to be free.
maybe the butterfly can give flower what she wants.
but the butterfly is free too.
the flower shouldn't be dependent on the butterfly.
the flower should be independent.
the flower should just forget everything.

maybe everyone should forget everything.
maybe this life is too short to live with regrets.

maybe i just can't find another special flower.