Wednesday, July 15, 2009

We promised to soar in the skies together

We promised to stand by each other through all weather

We are reaching our peak in the clouds, just a little more towards the promised lands above

In this scene of monochrome clouds and gushing winds, I turned behind to say " Ganbare!!"

only to realise that the seat behind me is already empty

without a thought I climbed out of my seat, and became the wind that would carry you.

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