i'm standing by my window...
with a mug of tea o....
the smell of the tea make me think of some sort of scent..
it ressembles the scent of yellow roses...
yes..i love it..
then the wind blow at my face....
what a gloomy night...
no stars in the sky...
no...the stars are always there..
but i can't see it....
ohh... i really miss the atmosphere of my hometown....
but i'm in thousand miles away...
this feels like a different continent...
i...
