Numbers in Life

One

Two

Three

Reserve more rooms in your hearts for more friends

Cheers

The Real and The Fake

The fresh ones, soft-feel to the touch. The petals flutter as the wind gust through. Romantic and full of life. But in days to come, they will be gone. Wilted and fallen to the ground. No one will pay attention to them anymore. 

Nonetheless, new blooms will appear . . .

They seem to make everybody happy with their everlasting perfection. But they give no feel when touched as they are lifeless. It is so very plastic as they stand there unaffected and motionless like some heartless being.

Nevertheless, fake is often the choice. It is fitting in well with today's life.