Monday, August 27, 2007

When i meet someone for the first time,
I can't help but wonder:
In fifty years,
will

1 comment:

rhn said...

what comes next?
two years before this post was made i wrote to myself
-tell me a story with a pretty instrumental song in the background hitting the most beautiful key. have there be a vanilla sky as the sun sets creating that “perfect” lighting. and make the story be about the smile lines next to someone beloveds eyes.
tell me that story before i go to sleep and maybe i’ll have sweet dreams.-

if i could keep reading the stories of hal maybe i could have sweet dreams