You said your heart is mine back then and I lose it. But the truth is, I wish it was. Your tongue speaks lies again. And I just keep quiet and told myself. How can I lose something that I don't own?
Spring Blooms, fades Feeling, falling, fleeting Time to let go Fall
Papers filled with so many memories left unseen, scattered everywhere wanted to be seen willing to share what it says. An image of a young lady all put together and created a story. Behind those brown eyes no more traces of lies. If only those stares speaks, those eyes so complete. Little did everyone … Continue reading Photographs
Never linger on the past. It is made for us to cross fate timely.