Do you have any idea how it feels to walk in an empty room, take a sit and stare at the wall? Blank wall? Close your eyes and imagining an event where the entire room with your work, finely framed and with people gawking at your paintings or probably looking at their own self from the glasses. Then opening your eyes and all the dreams and imaginations disappear leaving a little hint in our mind that the blank wall is waiting….waiting to filled with colors and dreams mostly from people who dreams big.
Tag: saying
THIS SUMMER: NO ONE.
I woke up all alone in my bed
Still dreaming about you all the time.
I pour the coffee in my cup still waiting for you to return…or maybe call…or maybe a message..or something
Just started laughing on my own, thinking who am i waiting for
Because there is no one anymore.
ritachy 