Saturday, January 2, 2016


On a dotted map
Made of disarrayed stars,
I will try to find my way to you.

One night
Maybe you'll look up too,
And in that moment,
Our worlds will collide

For we will be separated
By distance
But still be
Under the same sky.


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  2. 13,313km.The star path is still on the map.The collision, yet to happen.The beautiful night that I look up to may not be visible to you at the same time.But my stars do carry my 'serendipity'. Separation exists,still! It doesn't matter anyway. We are still under the same sky.
    "The girl with the red lipstick"


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