The wind walks in front of us, the swinging skirts are drawing circles
The flowers are jubilant, the fragrance slightly insidious
He was standing next to the person next me, but our shadows were shoulder-to-shoulder
I stole a glance, to see whether the side of his lips has also formed a smile
Plainly it was something that happened yesterday, but I still think about it today
One tiny bit of memory can be earth-shattering
I really want to ask him a foolish question:
If we continue on like this, where does he think we will end up?
It’s like the four seasons of a year, have been turned into summer because of him
My face is always red and burned, when facing him
Eek, I never felt this silly before! Met someone new. He was so awkward but I think it's so adorable. I just can't help to giggle each time we talked.
We have had 8 snow storms since Christmas. Can you believe that? Here are some pictures. I still think that snow is pretty. But the mess that it causes, it's so whatever. They called it the beauty that kills.