being able to appreciate

He doesn't know why i took this picture , may be cause i believe that he can be a famous man ? No , just because i love this passion in his eyes . 

I was in this cafe, I saw this man and that he loved what he was. And he doesn't want to  become man everybody know. But the one want to leave something behind him as if he knew something we did not know yet. May be the recipe to be able to appreciate simple things?

The flowers of the past

The flowers of the past can become as the flowers of regrets.

I am weary .

                                     I'm lying on the wooden boards,  I'm tired of you .
                                       I thoughtful for an life without " if didn't ..." .
                                             Sorry , But i'm not a perfect person  .

We can never forget you .

You're this little thing we love, that we admire with pride.

                    You are a little happiness we want to keep with us all the time.

There is a word in the dictionary for this, it is called "LOVE " 

Worst and best .

You think you all experienced , the worst and the best.

You think  loving  someone like  never another.

You think that in an instant you can lose everything.

You think the worst is behind you  but the worst is yet to come ..

You think time heals things, whereas time he just hides in other anxieties

what you feel, the better or worse?

So you want to become the best and the worst?

Would you become the person you do that little spark when you see but also todrag a tear in your face.

Why live in an eternal utopia when we are asked to come back to earth

Every cloud has a silver lining

Look at the tear running down on my face, it's your fault .

I'm may be wrong, I take my mistake.

But I beg you not destroy me more.

I am no more that little girl, I became a woman. 

let me grow.

let me heal.

joy or sadness ?

Look at this person, she's young, beautiful and pure, she inspires the joy of living.
Look the other person, he's old, wrinkled and he inspires sadness.
Can we conclude that with the old age sadness takes place in our heart?

She's gone .

She's gone , she's gone with her fears , sorrows & Happiness . 

When i saw her , she had a tear on her cheek , and she said " that we were , a mirage " . 

She put on the ground her umbrella , she tell me "it was just an chapter of my story and my end will be happy without her ".

And , she's gone .

Fairy tale

It's like a fairy tale, there is the beautiful and the prince .

It's an impossible love.

But, love is more strong than reason.

The innocence of two hearts that love each other.

They hide behind a dream, they hide behind fear.

Each child hopes that at the end of history, lovers  will love each other forever.

sparkling eyes, which is what they looking for the little happiness in this story

finally,they fell asleep with his eyes full of stars ...