Entries By Deepti
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It filled me, the radio. It filled my ears and my senses, as I felt the crackling of it, as I felt how much it brought back the memories. It brought back the memories of the breakup and when you left and how you told me you didn’t love me, and how you told me you didn’t want me anymore, and how you told me how I wasn’t good enough for you. It made me remember how much I loved you, and how much I still love you. It used to be me, you, and the radio. Now I’m alone. I miss you, oh how I miss you. Come back.Posted By Deepti On 06.04.2011 @ 10:51 am
the world is a mystery. we don’t know how things work with such precision in our world with such clock-like accuracy.
there is a certain mystery about the broken smile of an old lady, the shuffle of eyes of a teenager, the slow,seductive walk of a woman and the drawl behind the guy with the stubble at the bar counter.
A mystery is always nice to solve:).Posted By Deepti On 04.22.2008 @ 4:35 am