the day i woke up to a cold morning

the smell of the rain reminds me of you…

of how we used to dance under it until our soaked clothes told us it was time for the usual bread dipped in hot swissmiss.

it’s days like this when i can almost feel my hands rub against yours, never letting go until we‘re no longer cold.

and now, as i rub them in search for that familiar warmth, i feel you tug my cheek for a smile you’ve always loved to see. and i give you that.

because now i know, wherever i go, you are there.

4 Comments »

  1. i cry. :* inside that mg-watching-fan girl is a very cool person indeed. favorite post!!!

    • sweetpatatas Said:

      谢谢你 :* 但是请不告诉别人们我的秘密。我很没面子!

  2. hao. wo bi wo de zui. 😉 wo bu gaosu bie ren. danshi, na bu shi haoxiao de shi. ni yinggai biaoming ni zhende yanse (true colors?!). hahaha!

    • sweetpatatas Said:

      我的真的颜色太酷了 (insert cool emoticon here)! 我看流星花园因为我想学习汉语。hmmm 也可以因为lei很可爱。 (hihi)


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