touched me

images are speechless but your pictures says words, and they stick on me! unfortunately the word do not have language. no way to read, and it become no word after. under different moods they tells me differently. and yea, mood changed  sometimes while lookin at the them too, and they become neverending stories for me. i love them.

at the end of the day, your shadow's inspiration flutter around.


what can i do? still, do the things i should do, i wana do.

just feel something nestle up against.And you become the only in my mind in this period.