Sometimes we may believe in the words of the past as they contain all the flavor of breathing the happiness for the unspoken dreams. Sometimes we love the future significance of a gesture captured within the fragment of the second we realize we are in love. And sometimes we just want to be present.

I would have seen the sky in a different shade of blue If I had the time to see myself growing into something bizarre and wild, a circular stone revealed by the moon into it’s surroundings of still water.

I never trusted my image of self confidence, I never stopped to believe in the power of the small things, the ones that make the sound alive regardless of our understanding of a delay. And I wonder, am I too late telling you that you are so beautiful ?