If I will cry if I can see it with my own eyes.
The best is to listen to Sigur Ros as the same time.
I can die with no regret. Really...
Labels: aurora, northern light, sigur ros
posted by Miss Cranky at 2:37 PM
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When i look into your eyes, Only Postivness Neither grudelessness nor forgiveness. As doves we fly, yet as mortals our spirts twines Like fragrant curry that fishs swims in, our heads apart, yet so near. Ahead of us, a spectrums of colors, but behind us a history so unforgetable. Craved into minds, one will never forget. In agreement,we part yet by promise we meet - a hope?
