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the best summer ever; because of you.

My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.


whispers of summer her story friends birdsongs memories sunrays





sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:
Friday, July 17, 2009
of green tea.

of green tea.
bittersweet it was
first sweet, darkening into bitterness
not a miserable bitterness, but quite like that of ice wine
perfect without, yet nonetheless worth
the momentary cringe

while it sheds its chrysalis
and the legendary ethereal sweetness
flutters into existence ever so
delicately

pity the more you try
to net and bottle its shimmering radiance
the more it dances, out
of your reach, control;
but not your mind...

that dear bottle's still in my fridge
the sweet, lovely elixir too precious to deplete
but oh - how befitting
that like only gives rise to like, mm?
10:42 pm
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