It is a weird thing to say, I won’t deny that.
Wait. Let me start this again.
As I took the road less travelled,
This was the day. She decided to take the control of her life in her hand. She was done with love…
I hope with anyone else I can enjoy simple yet extraordinary moments with them the same way I’ve spent with my father:
For me, it’s not the lyrics of the song that are important but rather the rhythm of the song. We all…
Time moves forward. I lay still. My mind fights to remember, a brief encounter that wasn’t real.
Down in the tunnel,
I rise, I leap, I see.
Verbs weaving a shawl,flesh as a cream diving peach,yet the depth is lord.