2423 was reversing.
1613 came into sight,
forming a perpendicular line.
1613 did not see 2423.
it has been too long ago.
i forgot how to react.
i didn't know what to feel.
i sat in there,
thinking.
i did not feel anything.
parallel lines will never meet.
perpendicular lines do,
at one point.
so this was the point,
i presumed.
i wanted to think that this island is just too small,
and nothing to do with fate at all.
no, nothing.
otherwise,
it will dwell deeper.
i hate that.
blame it on the small island.
i should move to the east.
reader k | 5/06/2005 10:43:00 PM |
