8.6.11

3 "Good night Good Knight"

So i wake up, look out the window and first thing i see is a Seattle weather in Guatemala.
Rain approaches, and a small cold breeze reaches my skin as it crossed the room.
Allthough much people would rather use a metaphor of spring or summer comparing the season with the one they love, i rather use the winter.

Because when you feel dry, heated and in a bad mood. You wish the winter, with the rain that comes with it. Hoping it can refresh your soul, your heart, your mind. That is what she is for me. The first raindrop in a summer season.
So i think and think and think in a reason to call, sms or tweet that person and the only thing i can think is "knight".
Like in the old days, a knight was a gentleman who could wait for the fair lady. That shall be done i think :D
As i grab my cup of coffee, old coffee, breakfeast left over i can only say i shall be a good knight.

Just let me tell you i'll stay here until you say "good night, My good Knight"