It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name.
It sounds so sweet, coming from the lips of an angel.
Some days I wish she would walk back into my life because memories, well, memories of her voice never seem to fade. It’s having that person seemingly re-enter your life, and you find that there are still feelings there, even though you’ve so called moved on…
2 comments:
Hi John,
Is that You in the picture in the post I'm back from Indonesia? just out of curiosity! :)
It makes me very happy to read your posts and see the pictures that you associate with your writings. As You say, you may be ordinary in the way that You feel the same things i do on an almost everyday basis, but there is nothing ordinary in the way you observe these feelings, thought processes and your surroundings and the way you have the knack of teaming it with the most aposite picture and words is nothing short of extraordinary!
Needless to say, i am a fan of your blog. You exude this youthful energy of having accepted your life with its brickbats and roses with such grace, it is exemplary.
There's so much of the blossoming life in You,an agelessness in Your beliefs in Love, that sometimes it brings a tear to my eye with its sheer beauty!
Take care John...God bless ya so much, and yes please continue writing and i hope You don;t mind me saving the pictures You put up.
-deepthy.
Hi Lady..
First, my apologize for the late replay.
I want to thank you for always reading my post, and thank you also for your nice comments on my blog. You're my faithful reader!..
The picture in the post "I'm back from Indonesia" that was me standing in the lee and looking to the beauty of the waves..
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