Between us there's nothing more to say. A silence is what we really need. A distance is a lot more better. Whenever we talk, there is misunderstanding. If we don't there will be confusion. and then the question will left hanging. Unanswered. Are you okay, are we okay?
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
About the photo: I used to call it a soulless wings. Seems like the wings is looking for a missing soul.
I spent my few days in Seoul searching for an answer only to find out that there's a lot more than having to seek for my "whys" in life. Seoul is a place where love can be felt in almost all places. It's a place to love, be loved, to find love and to start … Continue reading The language of Seoul
If it's love we won't call it a one night stand. If it's love I won't be hurting this much. If it's love there will be spark whenever we kiss. If it's love I won't feel any regrets. If it's love we will treasure every seconds, every minute, every moment, but then we never did. … Continue reading If it’s love
I step inside and seated. The first thing I noticed the place is empty and I realized it's just you and me. I flipped through the menu pages of random dishes I never tasted. I was about to try something else but I just ordered fried rice instead. I may look dumb there because you … Continue reading Thai Fried Rice
When did it lost its beauty? Those blooms wither together with those memories. Are those hands capable enough? Will it ever grow again? Will it ever bring smile every morning? or will it stays dry and thin?