Mood:Damn Tired. Listening To:In Flames - Only For The Weak
They used to do things together, They used to chirp happily. They used to travel together, They used to saw sights sweetly.
Then came one day, their treasure was buried. She was right; It could never be found again. Drastic changes happens when you least expect it. They were never the same again.
Until after a period of time, When she needed help. When she thought she could handle herself, .. But couldn't.
He remembered the days. He told her to not worry. He will be around to bring her around. He did everything to assure she is alright.
When he thought all was lost, They started chirping together once again. He was flooded with memories of the past.. .. Like how they chirped like chicks, again.
The treasure is buried deep. I admit that I can't get it back now, or anytime soon. But I keep whatever's memorable to me, WITH me.
It was nice meeting up with you again, anyways. It's interesting to know that we have both grown our own ways, have broader experiences, but still have somewhat..similiar interests.
And I hate how much I love you boy ,I can't stand how much I need you. And I hate how much I love you boy.But I just can't let you go, and I hate that I love you soooooooooooooo. LOL! Nice bird poem. I like =)