Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “you owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.
Pictures and photographs, memories and windows,
goodbyes and epitaphs, heartbreaks and hellos…
I don’t know anymore what it’s for.. I’m not even sure if there is anyone who is in the sun..
If I find my own way, how much will I find?
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map