…windstruck…
somehow i want to be the wind…
silent and subtle…
you may not feel it…
you may not see it…
but you know it exists somehow you just can’t tell if it’s there…
i want to be the wind and throw a tornado when angry…
i want to be the wind and hug you with a gentle breeze…
i want to be the wind so that when you need me…
i’ll just blow my cares and let you know i have always been here for you…
somehow you just never knew.. coz i am the wind, the negligible wind…
when it’s there you pay no attention,
but when you can’t feel its comfort you long for its soft caress…
i want to be the wind… the wind. so i can always be with you, forever…
even if i have to be the silent and subtle wind.
