no phrases today;
i guess this blog will be a more personal side to life.
welcome to blogging: your online diary.
i don't know to make a blind man see.
i don't know how to make a fool fall in love and stay that way.
every time i think about it there's a flurry and a fall.
the drop of my heart.
the loss of hope.
so why is it you can make me soar so high?
when the higher i fly, the more i have to fall down from.
