Monday, April 2, 2012


You know, this could be the last breath you withdraw. And this might as well be the last song you will get to sing. This could be the last face you look upon and yet you chose for that face to be of a stranger. And how could a stranger be the witness of your last word?
You portrait your life like one that doesn't matter. Haven't you met that person who will engrave you last breath, song and word into their memory until they meet you again?


  1. I printed this out. It's now on my desk for instant inspiration :)

  2. hey ..