Story of a Promise

Locked into his loneliness, he was afraid of giving a promise. In a world of broken promises, he yielded to keep his words. Although he held them so strongly in his hands, they managed to slip through his fingers, smashed against the ground and broken into pieces.

She hold one piece of a word in her hand and reluctantly put it back where it belonged to.

As We Grow Older...

As we grow older the definitions which give meanings to our lives change. What was once love now is called passion. What was once avoided is now what we've become.
Growing old is just scary.

The Words

Among faces, voices and colors, what seduced me most was the words. I could picture the faces or by the help of a paint-brush create new colors on my palette or simple tape my voice.But, I know none of these would satisfy me. I used to believe that I'd chosen the words, but today I know the words have chosen me.