A different kind of high.
She has a terrible obssession with sunsets. Everday, she'd look out, waiting for the colours and evening sun to come shining through. She would sacrifice time and energy to sit and watch. even the biting cold wind that hits you at higher levels. Somehow, each was always different. Similar maybe, but there was always that seperated it from the rest.Maybe just like you.
Just today, she watched one, and with cold wind blowing in her face, she wished, prayed and hope, that maybe you were somewhere watching the same one too.
Then she picks up her dancing shoes and heads into the darkness.
3 Comments:
that's a nice photo.. it's interesting, the clouds look so dirty =P
i've always loved sunsets too. i love the sky and the sea, but especially the sky at sunset. it's been my favourite thing to paint since i was 11. no painting or photo can compare to the real thing though. it's just not the same as being there, in awe of the beauty of God's creation.. just amazing. love it.
miss u, tng.
hm. just wondering, how/why do i have a blogger display name?
-ting
its probably because you have a gmail account.
yes! *gasp* blogger has finally been bought over by google. haha :P
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