I'm longing to be home,
Where my heart once belong,
It's been a long journey,
My heart raced through.
At the sight of you,
My heart skipped a beat,
It felt warm,
In her home.
She felt at lost,
Something amiss,
She is looking for him,
For a place to call home.
In her body,
She beats,
For his soul,
She searched.
Found,
Not far,
Nor close,
I'm at lost.
I need you,
But never knew,
My heart pursue,
To beat in yours.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Thursday, October 20, 2005
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