February 2012
3 posts
Heartbroken
All I want now are arms to cry into and a hand to lead me home, but all I hear are sounds of crickets and frogs, the tissue paper has run out, but the tears keep falling, I’m in such a sorry state, daddy, how do I go home?
"Cherish"
Just a word she inked on her hand, to remember always to cherish. It was after the Japan earthquake I think when she felt the transience of life and didn’t want to take things for granted. So true indeed, even of loss in smaller scales, that we often get too caught up in ourselves, forgetting to cherish the precious things, people and moments in life until we lose them, or when it’s...
Ahhh.. Missed out on Israel's concert! >.