There's only one thing more frustrating than not being able to find someone, and that is not being found..so find me please?

where are you?

My heart's heavy fallin,

we used to talk on the phone all night,

how we have so many things to say back then,

how are you doing?

am worried about you,

why can't you just show that you want me?

can't u give a little extra efforts for this?

am i supposed to laugh like there's nothing wrong?

you're not different from the others....

you left..

close your eyes and stare into the dark...

I love airports. i love the smell, i love the noise, and i love the whole atmosphere as people walked around happily tugging their luggage, looking forward to going on their holidays or heading back home. I love to see people arriving and being greeted with a big cheer by their families and I love to watch them all giving each other emotional hugs. It was a perfect place for people-spotting. The airport always gave me this feeling of anticipation in the pit of my stomach as though she were about to do something special and amazing. Queuing at the boarding gate, its like- waiting to go on a roller coaster ride at a theme park, like an excited little child....

i miss home...