Saturday, September 6, 2008

Butterfly garden.



The Butterfly garden in Terminal Three is beyond magical.

I stepped into the garden with my heels and phone against my ears.
I remembered hearing your voice
telling me all that I need to hear.
I heard what you said
but I couldnt bring myself to believe.
The throbbing pain in the afternoon is etched snugly to my head.


I couldnt comprehend how you could ever bear to do that to me?

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