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Curiosity

Contributed by holy on Tuesday, 20th October 2009 @ 06:31:53 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Curiosity
2008-07-14 15:44:07
Curiosity

I shouldn't see the thing inside that box.

When you stood quiet,

I just knew I had done some harm.

Yes,

I should see,

I had no right to do it.

At the minute,

I was very afraid,

started to worry about our happiness.

Of course,

if our story would be end up there,

now I can't sit here......

However,

I thank you for your pardon.

If there had any if,

I would be a wandering person on the world.

If there had no any hope,

I would be a loner......

A curiosity,

bring me many stories,

and bring me many thought.

That day,

When I saw many messages staying there,

I wanted to open that box,

for I saw your long record with many secret signs,

and my heart was full of pains.

Suddenly,

I felt there was a long distance between us.

Taking my curiosity,

I couldn't wait to ask you for it,

But I forgot that was wrong behave,

I bought that box to our room......

Just like not need take too long to cut my hair,

I circled around that box first,

then quickly took what you put in it,

I could hear my heartbeats,

but I couldn't hear your advice.

Yes,

those days,

I felt I was pretty unsure of myself,

it was a bastard of a problem for me.

So,

that day,

I couldn't hide my curiosity......

After that,

I started to think back what had happened.

It was just my luck,

you were not angry with me,

but your smile had told me that was not my right.

Thank you for forgiving me,

I believe you,

I remember your every word,

you love me,

you told me I am your whole world!

Copyright © holy ... [ 2009-10-20 18:31:53]
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