While browsing through my old files i found this poem that i wrote with my friend..we were 14 at that time=)

What if that day wont come..

Ive been walking through this lonely road
ive been sailing through this soulless ocean
through the same path
again and again
miles and miles have passed
in my shadows
i see hopes thats fading each day
i could sense fear
creeping from deep down inside my heart
strong pillars built to last are patiently supporting this soul
but someday and somehow i know it will falter
till the day comes
wait is all I could bear
I understand
longing is a very solitary thing
hurts and it feels like never
Some people call it stupidity
I call it loyalty.
-extraordinaryme & amy,14-

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