i still think of you and each time i think of you, it hurts more than ever. sometimes i wonder whether i ever cross your mind. sometimes i long to feel you next to me, to hear your voice, to have you needing me.

i wonder what being free means? most of us think being free is about doing as you wish... you are not free, you are a runner... you run away from your so-called problems and wish that they will go away. well let me tell you this, life is not as easy as that...

i want you...
i need you...