26 Mar 2012

If it is a poem


You lent me a Doraemon,
You told me Physics is intersting,
You said you like to watch when I concentrating.
You found me that night on road,
You staired at me with a little bucket in your hand.

How many times I woke up in the middle of the night,
How many times I walked to our place with a empty sight.
Do you remember the day I drew an elephant on your desk,
Do you remember you liked marking on my book.

You were terrified when I fell of the valley,
I escaped with thousands of uncertainty.
Do you remember..
Do you remember.. 
You were in navy blue jacket and walking toward me.

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