July 2011
2 posts
i listen to this music… my heart melts,...
missing home
when i’m far away from home like now.. returning back home is the most thing occupying my mind. the smell of my pillow, the familiar sound from my babies barking, „, every little memories i’ve ever had in my life.
i miss touching my piano and playing sad tunes with all my heart. picturing all people from my past who put black, blue, orange, green, and purple.
but where is...