桜 & 恋

Sunday, October 03, 2010

BY the sea

I remembered the route we took, the hot milo you bought. The little conversation over the rock interrupted by some creepy crawlies. You kept staring into the horizon; thinking back, I thought you’were thinking of someone . . .

I was back at east coast park. The tide of sea as if orchestrated by breeze accompanied by the rustle of leaves never failed to serenade me from within. They bring me smile.

I’d found my refuge by the sea.

Have you found one?

takre care
桜 & 恋


  • Sometimes it might not be a place... After all, not every house may be a home... For us humans... more often than not, our final refuge is someone else =) or perhaps it may lie in the past; in memories and dreams, reminiscences, nostalgia, bittersweetness, heartaches and sorrow... Perhaps for some of us, refuge is nowhere... save within ourselves.

    By Anonymous a place for the heart to rest..., At 9:29 PM  

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