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2009-02-17 21:05:23
The first and the last roses
Time flies before you know it, thing happens beyond your surprise. His first roses to somebody, turns out to be her last roses from him. He is confused, he does not know why she did this to him. Is she real? Are the memories illusory? Are the roses crying? …He does not know it, and he does not want to know it. Because those are not important anyway, the fact is, they are not together any more. As the fragrancy of the roses are fading out, he knows that he has to forget things and keep on moving. Love is like luck, you have to go all the way to find it. He knows his luck is somewhere, and he also knows he will find it.
