Bittersweet tune.

Even you smile has become prudent.

You can’t stand still; I have lost you in the movement. I promised to myself when I catch you I am going to reveal my soul. Tell my story and beg for an unconditional understanding.

And then I see you coming, smiling, beaming…I drop my eyes and body becomes leafless tree. Where is the courage which was just within me?

And when you leave, I watch you walking through my innermost remorse. I know you walk towards love and I am not the love, I am just a girl who wants to be loved. 

Agnes.