alas. often it is only when our dearest mother was gone forever that we treasure her presence which is gone forever.
alas. how i loves you but you are not here.
We have one life. Lived it. I rather be a time traveller, where i can roam forever and ever.
alas. often it is only when our dearest mother was gone forever that we treasure her presence which is gone forever.
alas. how i loves you but you are not here.