a world apart

We're different but we worked things out. We share, learn and express ourselves. Unhappy, argue, promise. Understand, compromise, flexible. HOPE separates us; a world apart. There some nights I've made it through but others seem endless.

I'm watching you from a far and I'm waiting. Waiting for you to come back to me...

stranger in a beautiful world

Now, I'm like a stranger living in a beautiful world. Able to see, hear, touch and feel the simple things in life. A smile etches on my face seeing people around me and the places I go. I've realised how beautiful this world is.

photo, memory, past.

A photo speaks for itself. A photo has a story to tell. A photo is a memory captured to remind us of the past. My camera. It's just me and her now. A get away from the past. It used to be the 3 of us but it's all memories now. Every click of the shutter, reminds me of the time we spend together. It's the only thing that I have now and I treasure it a lot.

the thin line

There's a thin line that separates the impossible and possible, the fact and the fiction, reality and fantasy. And that thin, slim line is HOPE. When there's hope, there's a possiblity. A possibility for things to work out. I'm keeping that glimpse of hope alive, as I can't tell the future. Are you?