Thursday, July 26, 2007

With Words Unspoken...

With words unspoken
With secrets untouched
We pass by each other
Like ships at dusk.

(This is something I wrote ages ago. Its basically about passing by someone whom you know. Perhaps you like the person and maybe the person likes you but there doesn't seem to be an appropriate moment to chat. And the tension is just awkward. And so we pass by each other  - like passing ships at dusk.)

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