There's no spring with winter
out life with out death not
[[That That ends bitter sweet stars, and That Which stars bitter ends sweet. ]]
Whatever happens, happens.
We'll see how it works From There.
No need to rush, dear.
Let it happen ~
never imagined you would do something.
You have never seen ... I do not know how describe it,
as one of those people who like the moon or passing
hours watching the sea or a sunset, or the wind in the willows.
sure you know what kind of people I'm talking about, or maybe not.
Whatever.
You like to be so,
defying the cold, feeling the water
soaks your shirt and wets the skin .
and smell, and touch the ground softens,
and the sound of water cho Cando the sheets.
All things to talk about books you have not read.
This is you.
Who would have thought ...
You. "
[[ - My Life Without Me. ]]