bach, air.

the lake – my lake, is one of the things i miss the most here. nowhere to hide, being vulnerable sometimes. walking there with sanna – how many times did we go there, just to find peace, to have a talk or just to enjoy being together in one place ? i miss that place, i miss being there with you. i miss there sitting on the stones just looking out on the water. coming here was great but coming home, that´s probably one thing i´m gonna really enjoy, my friends – my room, our future. it´s happening now and it´s up to us.

i belive.