Some paths cannot be retraced
Some wrongs cannot be made right...
Seasons come, seasons go
Summers rain, Autumns Fall...
Time moves too fast some-times
Actually, it's too fast all the time...
My Dearest
I long to fly over open fields...
A time comes
We look back...
In the normality of life, there is nothing - it's as if we never existed |
I gave it all |