::musing::

In a Wonderland they lie,

Dreaming as the days go by,

Dreaming as the summers die:

Every drifting down the stream --

Lingering in the golden gleam --

Life, what is it but a dream?

Through the Looking Glass, Lewis Carroll

::desperation::

 [Scream my lungs out and try to get to you/ You are my only one.]

away...

[like a dream you disappeared without a sound, without a trace/

sleep well, darling, wherever you are]

::wish::

...i want to go to Narnia.

rainy day

::companion::

i want to stand next to you for a while.

::august dragonfly::

i now understand why they call you a dragonfly.

don't ever think i've given up... i'm just regaining my balance. healing.