where in the world again we’ll meet


since the beginning, we shared this moment, that will last till the end, every time our eyes meet, it make me nervous, as its not me, a bet confused & a bit keen, where in the world again we’ll meet, i believed from the beginning we were meant to be, something pulls us together like …

after all, who are you?!


    i don't wanna get to this point of my life; looking backwards regretting everything, feeling unsatisfied just like Mary at "The Women" movie when she found out at certain time she is nothing, and her busy life being a wife/mom have turned her old big dreams away, well she was lucky that she …