by Indira Priya Darsini

Saturday, August 6, 2011

"But I can't spell it out for you
No, it's never gonna be that simple
If you just realize what I just realized..."


Just the perfect beads of words I need, I want, to hear at the very moment.
In a circumference of my silent shout.
In ambiance of drowning myself, and enjoying, my version of bittersweet-ness.
I am reminiscing August,
When there were still us and... happiness.
I am reminiscing August,
Because I know, out there, you are, too.

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