Friday, October 15, 2010

Recollection

Van Gogh, Starry Night

This time,
It is not going to be easy.
It is not going to be the way we want it to be.
It is not going to be alright, all the time.

But I have you.
You have me.
We have all
the stars--
if we look above.

And if we look up,
at the starry, starry night,
may be we would learn
to sketch each other's face
and look at each other
as if we're so near
even we're so far.

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