October 25, 2012

Everything that cries

Ever since I was a little girl, I've looked at the rain and thought they were tears.
I liked to think that maybe the Earth was crying along with me... with the pained... with the happy.
It's funny how I like to personify objects and surroundings, like the mountains and the clouds, and most recently, the trees.

At night when I'm alone, I start wondering if there will be a time when someone will appreciate and understand the same  things I do.

Are we all just falling leaves?

October 10, 2012

The Little Prince

My favorite book is "The Little Prince".

I read it whenever I'm down.

Here. My very own thoughts.  Take a read: http://thepetitechapter.blogspot.com/?m=1