Monday, April 11, 2011

you always call me back home.

Wheee!....

Like a kite, I'm flying high and free.

However, when I float too far away,
you will always be there to hold me tight.
(well, in reality, it means I always look to you, and you will be there.)

And I will always remember to come home.
To calm myself down.

Cause everyday, every night, I think of you,
and it never fails to make me smile :)

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