Senin, 19 September 2011


pict: here

No soul and empty, here.

Look out the window, looking a pause of time where dry grass would turn green. Inhale the fresh air after the rain, save, to feed the chest cavity.

Maybe they are not lost, they just haven't found a home that to become their place, back in my heart.

*inspired after read lucedale blog
thanks to @claradevi