i cant help it,
but your image just comes into my mind,
even before the break of dawn right before my eyes open
for the first time each new day..
even in my dreams you quietly slip into them,
and tales of me and you just starts to whisper,
as they past through my memories in an instant.
i cant help it,
but to admit, dreams and reality is but of two different stature.
but yet, i cant deny, it is you whom has been running through my mind.
day and night, it did not falter..
hey, i miss you
lian
