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PROLOGUE
If I like you this much
Will you just leave and hide
To your world
With a pack of cigarettes?

~

She’s lost just now
He’s not on the map
Maybe too far, maybe too deep
She doesn’t drive or dive

Maybe too high, maybe too good
She can’t fly or dance
She’s lost just now
In her imagination

She imaginates he imaginates
She draws and reads
He smokes and sleeps
He draws and reads

She’s sleepless
So he is
They aren’t meant to be
Maybe they are

They do same things
They live in different worlds
Maybe not that far
But who knows?

~

EPILOGUE
If I like you this much
And you know that
Will you meet me
In our imagination?

Written on March 23rd, 2008.
Wonder if you know…
Don’t you know nothing, do you?