Friday, January 14, 2011

And if the summer holds a song we might sing forever, then the winter holds a bite we’d never felt before.

But time is like the ocean
You can only hold a little in your hands
So swim before we're broken
Before our bones become
Black coral on the sand

(The Summer by Josh Pyke)

[image from tumblr]


  1. hey Aarohi! remember me? :P i finally signed up to google accounts LOL.. nice blog thingy btw :P very um.. spiritual :P or whatever LOL :D

    hope you're doing good :D

  2. Spiritual? REALLY?
    Thanks anyway... I think. :P
    Formspring me your email address. :]