it must have been HER

Days have past .. infact years .. yet when my eyes-lids cover the dark circle revolving the surface of my eyes, I don't go into a state of TRANS! but it all goes wild ... strange thoughts familiar thoughts, a heterogeneous mixture pushed in and pops out. Yet someone torments me still ... that innocent face like a fabric is spread across all these now so blurred with spots of disaster. Might have been infatuation. But it must have been her. Memoirs of Geisha puts u back on the negative aspects of the men but it cant be alone there has to be a complement its all nature.

she is visible but transparent to be seen. can i stop her walking away .... ssssshh will u wait :(

the story shall be long ... but fragmented .. a lifetime