Wednesday, April 21

♫ ♪ All the things I feel I need to say, I can't explain in any other way ♫ ♪





I found myself at ease in this place. It draws me in tirelessly.

The freshly brewed coffee and the smell of some old books from the shelf ecstasized me. It's incredible how a conversation wasn't very much needed. Simply because silence has never signified anything else but unadulterated despair.

I just thought I needed sometimes to be in my own bubbles.

And this place satisfied me.