It was a blurry night wasn't it? Some sporadic off-the-mill kind of evening where we're just waiting for something to happen. And when it did, it was two lips ravaging each other after hours and hours of pauses, subtle touches, slow hand held and quiet stares. I was waiting all night for this to...

I find myself in this stillness, words echoing at the background, hearing words I've heard before but refuse to believe. What was that again? That you'll prove me wrong? That it's not all lies, pain and deceit? I could turn a blind eye and a deaf ear on all those words I've heard before. But instead...

What does it mean to give someone a second chance? Does it mean you're allowing them to hurt you? To make yourself vulnerable? To give them a chance to tear you apart? Or does it mean giving them the benefit of the doubt? That perhaps this time they'll change. That perhaps things will be better....

Who: Sandra What: Goodbye August Party "Hey, what's wrong?" Those were the words he utter to me as we briefly saw each other at friend's party. He must have read the sadness and dismay on my face. "I don't think I could do this anymore." I said and with just that I left things hanging with no site...

I literally just discovered this song yesterday and it's been on reply on my playlist. Amazing slow song just the way I like it. photo by the japanese house&nbs...