drops

think a lot lately... think of love one... think of life... think of dead... think of future... think of...

one is loved because one is loved... no reason is needed for loving... i believe...

The feeling of heart pounding strongly is good…

 

 

"she would have to send her kisses on the wind,

hoping that the wind would touch the boy's face,

and would tell him that she was alive...

that she was waiting for him: the hope of his return...

even she knew he wouldn't... "

 

-The Alchemist-

 

Done