listenwell.
for as long as i hear it playing.
oh well.
one day we all know that.
we shall meet again.
and that no matter how far the hands of fate might pull us apart.
there will always be a crossroad that will bring us.
back together again.
and then i shall turn around.
and i shall remember.
everything that was dear to me.
memories that will now only reside in my mind.
i know there is nothing left to say.
because we all know together.
what this will all become.
and with that i say goodbye.
one last time.
and so tomorrow.
it's a brand new day.
also.
to myself.
it's probably a silly thing to do.
but if it really happens.
i will try harder this year.
and perhaps.
even if i'll have to wait a bit longer.
i will wait with open arms.
for what is a day to an eternity?
and what is a day to a second without you.
so.
oh winds of fate.
if it be your will.
i am not asking for a miracle.
i am trying to make one happen.
and through all these inevitabilities.
accidents.
and my actions.
perhaps the miracle i dream of might just come true.
it's not about the material result.
it's that i know.
that it's time to ask.
time to ask once more.