Being left and moving on is the most tragic and beautiful thing you can ever feel. Love doesn't answer the question what, why, how, when or where. You'll feel it when it's still there, you'll feel it more when it's gone. Love definitely isn't a guarantee. It never was.

This one I made from scratch in a snap from all thoughts I had since forever. k.fly. :)

146 Days Of Summer

Can't get this one off my head so I decided to make a quick cover... yeah, repeat till fade... :)

jhaeyelle