Love, Love,
Growin like a wild thing,
Growin like a sapling,
making my heart sing!
Love, Love,
Growin up strong,
Help me along as I sing this song!
I think I'm starting to get it.
:)
::imaginative introspection::
Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.
Do you like the image of yourself?