milkshakeway

I'm loving that 'sharing a strawberry milkshake' feeling ..that your smile gives me every morning ..

so, show me family, all the blood that I'd bleed..

some moons ago

Sometimes it seems it just does not really matter how much it hurts, nor how deep the memories dig inside of you reaching every single corner of your soul, scratching and burning it out 'till you turn to nothing but a bunch of tears.

World does not really matter, it will continue its rhythm, turning, rising, hating... loving.
The rain keeps falling, the sky is still gray, the wind blows cold but remember, the sun will always remain.

February drives me crazy

just when those chords were clear in my mind... all seems to have vanished again. Memories washed away... yet, the remembrance of a sweetness I still cannot forget. It's like the long for something that remains deep inside ...it wakes up to the tune of a silent night, and my soul dances once more. Sweet melody written to the beat of eternity..every day, a note, every silence, the time I need to breathe and move on...