last night

it was very cold and the wind seemed to be lonely.. the stars seem to cry a lot this season.. and the gentle breeze just brought me in a light and funny mood.. it made me want to sing and dance and probably fly like an eagle up up in the sky.. a figment of my over-active imagination.. tralala.. it was already written in the stars, right? and spelled in the clouds..

i have a very distorted version of reality.. stars, sunshines and moonlit nights make my day.. sunkisses and irises, rainbows and clouds and butterflies make it all sound like i’m in lala-land or maybe i’m just halfway there..

hope we’re seeing the same moon.. wish you were here..

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