Wednesday, March 7, 2012

10

I keep on thinking about this subway somewhere, with people moving really fast. And there are two people standing against the light of the wide entrance hall on stairs, trying not to let go of each other's grip, but they just couldn't take it. The force which comes from the rushing crowd, just breaks their firm hold. They let go, they let go because they need to. That's what's with us. It hits me, because we loved each other more than our lives. But in the end, we can't be together.

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