the repeat button

i've got my finger stuck on the repeat button and my mind stuck in a past-time. 
a time that i miss. nostalgia. a person that i miss. a person that exists only in my mind. high expectantions mean a bigger fall

leave your expectations at the door

hapiness has strange ways

we welcome hapiness with a smile on our face, but we nerver knew how to welcome out grief.  maybe because grief is not welcomed, needed or wanted. but it comes easly ...