it doesn't matter that they're blue, green, even gold....it's just always hurts when someone close them in front of us...
Art is everywhere....we just need to look around...
"(...) But I miss you most of all my darling when autumn leaves start to fall (...)"
when the sun goes down
no one's waiting on the other side
I'm ready to begin a nine-days weekend! :)
It's not so hard to cross the bridge, it all depends on who's waiting for you on the other side.
