"There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it's like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges."
-Ernest Hemingway
-Ernest Hemingway
Valentines Day
February 12, 2010I never lose hope. I still believe that someday we will meet. Our roads have never crossed yet.Maybe it’s because there’s so much traffic on the way. Or maybe you’re just on the other lane, but you or me haven’t got the chance to glance sideways. Because we’re afaid that someone might cut our own lanes.
Or maybe we’ll bump into eah other on my lonely city street. Or maybe I could bum a piece of cigarette from you during Christmas.
I hope you’re just there. Doing your way at the backstage. Soon, the show will be over, and finally I get to meet you. I really hope so.
