Munshi Mattson

And my ashes drift beneath the silver sky Where a boy rides on a bike and never smiles And my ashes fall on all the things we said On a box of photographs under the bed I will stay in my own world Under the covers I will feel safe inside A kiss that will burn me Cure me of dreaming I was always returning And my ashes find a way beyond the fog And return to save the child that I forgot And my ashes fade among the things unseen And a dream plays in reverse on piano keys And my ashes drop upon a park in Wales Never-ending clouds of rain, and distant sails... distant sails.

I will get this as a tattoo on my forearm! What do you think?

1 year ago.

Once they was too much lovers, and then became arch enemies!

The worst thing ever!!

My old feeling is back again! I just want to lose my memory!

Lost in my head!!