heartpain
is like the countdown of the time bomb ;
in a moment of being tired in the office,
in a moment of being bored in the office;
my heart felt crashed.
do you guys get this feeling at times?

is a different story ;
of me clinging to a impossible subject,
where i bear it as my hope & my light.
somethings are better worth impossible having it;
it make them so much valuable to the heart.

i always hate this feeling.
somehow there is one description for it.
some things just fly away when they feel free.

ups&downs
day after day
night after night

i miss the excited feeling,
i miss the agonished anger,
cosa dire cosa fare .

with not much alternatives;
the life-long goals i strive for.
my art ♥ ; your vice .