Some nights have melancholy in the air,
when the breeze whispers the names of lost loves, loved ones gone too soon.
Some nights are all about crying into your coffee cup
Some Nights
08 Monday Jul 2013
Posted in Art, expat living, Illustration, Loneliness, Love, Uncategorized
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hang in there. crying is the best way to let everything out.
Oh my! Was it raining where you are? It was here… Sometimes people can get pretty down when it rains; perhaps God’s tears provoke ours. I hope you feel better today!
I always love your artwork! The stars all around you is a nice touch. Plus different colored tears; each representing different losses in your life. You’d feel happier if you knew my crap. LOL!
I know what you mean! Rain does that. But no it wasn’t raining.
Thanks again for your ever wonderful and kind words 🙂