my writings

 It was an April evening Only dim flashlight   and atmosphere between us was so thin  get it high like we were dreaming I was listening to "Looking at life" as I was looking at him... 

The weird time  all this weird feelings will be a lie. I wanted to cry  When he looked at me with that smile. A smile that could make me die. He brightly shines  Burns in rhyme he is the puzzle  which I couldn't solve in time  If there is a wishing well ,  would you ever toss a dime? Yes, could I ask diablo be mine?  

There was this little girl who wanted a yellow diecast car on the shelf of a store. It was the first time that she wanted something so badly. Also, the first time she knew the feeling of greed and desire. It was expensive enough to risk all the pocket money for weeks. "Yellow little sport car" , she kept asking her parents to buy it for her as it was like life and death matter to that 7 years old girl. The parents bought it for her in the deal of not giving pocket money until it covers the cost. She felt she was the luckiest person alive to own that pretty little car. She could not describe with words how pretty it was to her. She just wanted to look at it every seconds that she can. She met a young guy 17 years later. The moment she saw him, she whispered to herself the word "pretty". He was as pretty as that yellow little car that she wanted. All those sweet smiles , sharp eyes, it kept reminding her the feeling that she had when she saw that car. She couldn't...