As
morning time approached, sleep time was just to end in few minutes time.
I woke up,
the first thing that came to my mind was one thing that constitutes most of my
thoughts in every day, a thought of someone very close to my heart, her
presence is not very much, but just a slight share of it even through the tone
of her voice makes a minute seem a while longer and the feeling worthwhile
thereof.
How I so
wish it can be more than thoughts I perceive in every day, there’s definitely
more that can be if time allows, for time would be the only probable limit
point to the prevailing moment of our interaction.
Some time
I wonder if they are my thoughts alone or if I possibly share them with her,
but in any case I know that with time all my fantasies will manifest and the
moments would then be worth treasuring.
By: K.W. Phoshoko
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