hummingbirdreams

2 years ago? Didn't remember the date, we met. Not a stranger but a friend. Best friend indeed. We talked, you approached. Our conversations are the best. Still fragile, our hearts, lots of doubt at first. Different. But wanting to learn. A title? Relationship? It's not our thing. Unique, yet serious, based on trust. Blessing from above, made us strong. Tears & laughter for 720 days I presumed, is nothing compared to thousands of days a head. Just like rainbows & sunshine. Storms and rain at first, but beautiful in the end. Fire, burn, but make our days fill with warmth. From best friends to lovers. I love you. ❤️ Something from my scrapbook Here's the file that I sent to him :) cheers, albertatheofila

Ashes of you may be flowing in the ocean, but not the memories and the love we share.  Heaven and earth seems far away,  but not when I have Him who took care of you, here in my heart.  Heart broken, indeed. Not too long.  Since I shall path my own way, a long bumpy way,  till we meet again, mom ❤️ cheers, albertatheofila

Can't hide the truth that i miss you so much.  Each day may seem like a party, but still there's one empty chair.  The one that got your name on it.  The one where we used to hug.  Even though  people say you'll still be in my heart.  But, who can touch a memory?  cheers, albertatheofila

Weird looking creature. Haired with eyeball.   They are so noisy. Full of lust.   Smart, that is what I thought at first. They moved.   I followed. They stopped. I followed. I followed them into the woods. Wait, it’s not a wood. Maybe this is their playroom. They talked, so annoying.  Then they started shouting. Hitting each other. One of them run to a cave.   Gone, never came back. I thought they were smart. They took care of each other. They care. But then, they stopped. Water. Water came out from their eyeball. Disgusting. They said something about life.   They give the life papers with something written on it.   The life rejected it.   The creatures grab more papers and keep them. More paper more paper… Then they kill each other. Maybe it’s a curse.   I ca...

I’m walking. Green grasses, red and yellow flowers all around my feet. They all bend as I walk. Oh wait, did you see that? In front of you. Yes there. Can you see two birds flying? The color? Oh, blue. Greenish wings I suppose. Don’t they look adorable? I’m walking. Tall trees, blue sky, a little rabbit hopped. I opened my eyes. All disappeared. I’m back in the world where we are surrounded by buildings, no birds flying, no rabbits hopping. I look to the window, a huge sculpture of a tree greets my view. It was made of metal, a metal tree. The mayor said that the metal tree was our city main attraction. I stare back at the book on my lap, the book I was reading before. No title, just a plain book with a brown   cover that makes you want to touch it texture over and over. It’s my great grandmother’s.Yes it’s a book, made of paper. I start reading. The clock strikes at 6. It’s time. -ats.