Perhaps, it’s very seldom someone sees her feeling blue…..
…since most of her sadness very quietly sinks deep into the bottom of the sea … gloomy echoing … just waiting to writhe and torment her heart while she spontaneously sits still watching vividly world around her, recalling her paths and journeys once upon a time …
A very deep melancholy… without rhyme or reason, not a boredom, not a despair, definitely not a misery… Only a lone and reticent soul, remains eternally speechless…
Yet, suddenly and swiftly, like off all time, sunk deep in such compassion, her desire to live seeking her best fulfillment invigoratingly outbursts again, like the silver-white waves striking joyfully onto the shore…
She is always only a small seagull that constantly explores and self-trains to fly in delight with her free will, over the vast sea. Even though there were some moments that she was exhausted and broken, hurt and injured, falling deep down to the bottom of her darkness, seeming to let go forever, but then she would flap her wings again…….flying to her sky…..!
Because… in the end … eternal love is her life, isn’t it! *_*
P.S
There are things that she can’t say to anyone …
just let them drift far, far away to strike the waves …
Tomorrow, coming back to the busy vanity cave …
There is still passionate sea fragrance clinging on her hairs…!
