Our thoughts form the universe; they always matter.
Pictures and photographs, memories and windows,
goodbyes and epitaphs, heartbreaks and hellos…
Can I have my cake? Can I have you too? Would you follow me? Could I ask you to? Would the world between us break these ties we’ve worked so hard to realize? Can a postcard say what I see in your eyes?
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map