It's only when we're set in deep thoughts, that the memories flood in, that the emotions pour in. The anguish, the tears, the nostalgia of losing someone. It seems like the walls have absorbed them all.
I don't know~ The portrayal of such feelings are so strong that it changes the mood of the whole area and causes everyone to feel sad alongside.
(Talking about which, reminds me of a book. Haha ! The Arcane Society Series by Jayne Anne Krentz. Easily found in the library... Or here's a link to her ebooks:) Very psychic-y, a bit horny and makes you think a lot. Pun intended hahaha ;) Good book la ! Especially if you like mystery stories. The only author whose name I rmb at least ! )
But, I don't like to feel that way, my mood to swerve with the flow.
I cry when I cry,
I laugh when I laugh,
and angst when I angst.
L I V E L I F E , L O V E L I F E
