Alas.

Julia Prohorenkova photography 

Music has its singular sensitivity; it unites and bonds our inner senses of life and present emotions. Slightly it builds the heritage of ours and gently plays the melody subsequently.

Lately I have been thinking about you more than ever. We are forced to be in each other’s company, you see me in a different light...oh I wish we could overcome our differences and judgments. I hate to repress my affection. You have the honesty, sensibility and wisdom I ardently admire. I wish you were aloof Moran who makes me mad. But you make me smile instead.

All day long I have been sitting wrapped my arms around my knees within your bitter - sweet melody on my mind. Trust, care, esteem should be used synonymously. You embrace foundation of love. And I have abundance of the heart … yearning for the charming touch free from the superfluous pride… And when I think about you I just can’t find another word than…oh boy.

Agnes.