The last time I see her.

The last time I see her. Moving away, as it happens quite often in life, you say goodbye to the persons you love before a one way flight. The sharing, the looks, the laughs will be missed, always. They'll still be living in some part of my brain, they make me who I am. Maybe, that's only what I am. The flow inside the Kailasanatha Temple. Ellora, Maharashtra, India, 2014.

The last time I see her.
Moving away, as it happens quite often in life, you say goodbye to the persons you love before a one way flight.
The sharing, the looks, the laughs will be missed, always. They’ll still be living in some part of my brain, they make me who I am.
Maybe, that’s only what I am.
The flow inside the Kailasanatha Temple. Ellora, Maharashtra, India, 2014.

Moving away, as it happens quite often in life, you say goodbye to the persons you love before a one way flight.
The sharing, the looks, the laughs will be missed, always. They’ll still be living in some part of my brain, they make me who I am.
Maybe, that’s only what I am.

Advertisements

What do you think?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: