I luk upon lyf as a
book & d ppl I luv r lyk
Rosepetals kept b/w d
pages
Ech tym I turn a pg of
my lyf
I find a Rosepetal
reminding me of my
beutiful memoriz (:
Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure’
On The Shore Of LiFE
All Gud Relation Are Like Waves
They Come & Go
But
They Touch In Such A Way
That
A Feeling Of Closeness Alwayz Remains Forever . . .
