Replay

The expressions, the emotions, the words, the horror of that one day... it all felt and sound so familiar. It was as though I was reliving that instance of my life all over again.

Miss you

What makes you think that I do not miss you? What makes you think that I do not think of you? What makes you think that I would not give up everything and to be beside you?

Life

Life's not all about work. There's more to life than just work, work and more work. There should be a time to meditate, to read, to sing, to eat, to hang out, and to do nothing at all. Life should be like that.

Blue

Out of the blue, thought of you. Out of the blue, miss you at the same time. Then again, it's more like I think of you all the time and miss you dearly constantly.