The real color starts at summer.
Category: photography
On walking away
One day you’re on the top of the world then the next thing is you will find yourself walking away from all the pains inside you. In the world where you can be alone and just sit and sip a cup of coffee and read an actual book. It’s temporary but a comfort.
One reckless heart
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?
The best time to let go
Spring
Blooms, fades
Feeling, falling, fleeting
Time to let go
Fall
I love my coffee dark
Coffee
Addictive, sweet
Inhaling, sipping, reminiscing
Crave for another cup
Dark
LOVE in general
The thing about love is so broad that no matter how you try to define it, still words doesn’t seem to fit.
Locket. Lock it.
Guard your heart well. You may never know when someone would stick their knife through it. You can always stitch it back but you’ll have to teach yourself to love and live with a scar.
