seal your past

with a kiss

and great tenderness






oh cahier de inglaterra...







you make me miss walter



and all our adventures




eyes that don't see

heart that doesn't feel...

















one sentence

one photo

one small gesture of kindness

and your whole life comes back to you






opening that suitcase of journals

even the smell of london was there...





























all that you were

all those you knew

all where you've been

everything you've touched becomes part of you