dying transmission (2)

no need to speak,
we transmit when we meet...

u know what... i wish i could call'em signs (my boo that gave me the goosebumps, the reminiscence @ bilique coffee shop followed by the sudden sms, the 311 love song, and all...) but i'd rather chose to call them coincidences...
aahh... starry sunday dawn... both messed up, both messed up... both, messed up!


(sontrek: always-delaware, the one u loved-pakdjsmall f/ lea)