One Last Time

Maybe I, maybe you Can find the key to the stars To catch the spirit of hope To save one hopeless heart

‏ They fr made my day

‏ carrying my own sun

I love hanging out with Rawan 💕

Odysseus and the Sirens (john William Waterhouse) 1891

Chloe Chua

Presto from Summer, Vivaldi's Four Seasons

And I don't believe in the existence of angels But looking at you I wonder if that's true But if I did I would summon them together And ask them to watch over you To each burn a candle for you To make bright and clear your path And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love And guide you into my arms

طَوّقتُ خصرَكِ فارتابَتْ مجرّتُهُ ‏كيف انطوى الكون ُبين الزَّندِ والعَضُدِ