*~*ZeraH*~*

Sometimes when i breathe deeply, regardless of where i am, the aroma of my hometown comes to me. the aroma of the flowers. the aroma of foods, the cafes, or of simply walking down the street..how it all comes to me, too often. Sometimes i stop, close my eyes and float away. E quando abro os olhos, noto que o meu coraçao palpita fortemente, incontrolavelmente. but for some reason i can't explain as to why that happens. É semelhante ao que acontece quando passas por mim.