summon the night
Night unfolded like thousand pieces of porcelain hidden by a child behind a paperwall. Tonight, i realized contentment, and pure happiness. Like a giggle you make after glancing at a flower clumsily tucked inside a schoolboy’s bag. Between these breaths and half the size of the moon, i know the clock ticks in time. Never by chance, far from blindness, but with certainty. The night is deep...
Experience; an eye-opener. Thought i almost lost you. Glad everything’s ok now. But what really confuses me is, this feeling, that you’re to stay for good. Because you are capable of independence. Is that good? or tragic?
tomorrow is another day
In a few hours, we’ll be heading to Baler. (hell yeah!) I may not look like the beach-y type of girl, but deep inside, I really am (whatever Alva). And yeah, bought myself a good tanning lotion/spray. I’m also a bit frustrated as I was planning to enroll guitar lessons (for months now) at the college of music this summer. Apparently, i wasn’t able to save up for it. Silly stupid...