My last piece...

When there is a beginning, there is an end. For I shall start with an ending before a whole new beginning. This is my last piece i wrote for her...

A different sight

The silhoutte with an angelic aura
appears in my mind every moment.
Down at the outskirt of this world
she meant the whole world to me.
Life itself is a puzzle
that makes her a piece and connects to me.
Love itself is a mystery
that needs her to nurture.
So much complications in our life
makes everything seems all so impossible.
Too little tales around
to match our stories together.
For life to me has seemed so meaningless now
i will just have you in my heart.

yq
-07/06/05
-02:29am