August 19 2014, 1am
...1 week ago
There are whispers in my mind about you.
Thoughts show my eyes,
I feel you on the tips of my fingers.
But you are so far.
My fingers can not touch,
My eyes do not see,
And the sweet thoughts of your voice are just a distant memory.
April 18 2014, 12pm
...4 months ago
"Don’t shout at the rain, don’t shout at the sky. They do not mean to ruin your day. The sky and the rain don’t think of you when they water the earth, they think of flowers and grass, they think of trees, they do not think of making your day worse, but only creating life where you hardly notice. Between cracks and in alleys, so dance in the rain, rejoice the sky. For you know it’s charity, even if it doesn’t know your joy."
— The sky doesn’t know you exist.