December 2009
4 posts
Blue roses .
When i wake up , I think .Then i get up , I walk . And after I click , I press. But I never stop just to remember.
When i leave, I press send. A no reply awaits , and yet Im determined. The bus drones out my thoughts. But not enough to stop me. From remembering.
Alive with laughter. Tears of joy, sounds of the train. I slide the sleek black open. Nothing but the clear and the pure. Smoke...
Life - its more than just what you see.
Life isn’t just a walk in the park, looking at the trees, and feeling summer. It’s not just the surface of the pond, but what’s lying beneath it. In other words, life - It isn’t just what you see.
Somehow, life isn’t something that goes on forever. It stops, when time wants it to, it stops when God wants it to. But what makes life life is how you make what little...
Like vanilla cupcakes, and fudge brownies.