You are Beautiful

ualizing themselves as the pilot. I am sitting on this cold bench like the elderly here. Even though they can't see me, I still feel a bit aw

sings the tune of sorrow and despair, every rhythm twisting my heart into a knot that no condolence can unknot it. As I look b

atitude and the poison of doubtfulness and stress being evaporated. The smiles on the wife and children after their father has

person walking nearby with crispness and zeal. The place was wonderfully adorned with floras covering every corner of the pl

if they have just met and fallen in love. The sight made me feel intrigued and my line of vision followed them incessantly. As I continue to watch them, the old man stooped to pluck

vie. I was so overwhelmed feeling the burning love and respect between th

cally followed the pre-planned schedule every day that I have failed to rejuvenate my vigor and strength. I was alw

everyone speaks. I thought I would just be the emotionless person I have always been and there wouldn't be anything that would be able to invoke the sentimental

and experience further. It was quite sarcastic to know that I was dead and