
In a room, where professors makes a bunch of problem to the students a beautiful face will stand above the crowd. All problem sill be just a size of an ant when this face glances to the mob. Happy shall be the feelings of those whom feel the same way but a child that has nothing could never bare to his hand the joy that will last forever.

Every opportunity had walked by me and I just let them flew. In several time, She were left alone doing nothing but fear come into me rather than excited to be talking with her. She even asked for few questions but the feeling that there was something missing everytime our words come to an end.
Maybe I deserve to be alone or there was no one destined to be with me for the rest of my life. It brighten me, seeing her happy and ignored a simple admirer that has nothing at hand----- but a pure sincerity for every word that will released to my mouth.
©thylyt19 12:40 pm March18,2009
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