That six months in France was like flying.
But now one day seems never ended.
They said he's just a guy you met.
There are boys everywhere.
Why waste your tears?
They said emotions aren't problem solvers.
They will destroy you if you're not cautious.
But,
I found that emotions are artists.
They write, they sing.
They burst into tears when sad;
They laugh out loud when happy.
They are free spirits.
I adore them, don't you ever ask me to take them away.
They are who I am.
Therefore, I decided to write a blog with my emotions.
To celebrate my coming back as an artist, with my feelings and the photos taken during my trip.
First day in paris. It was purple, like a dream. |
No comments:
Post a Comment