Tuesday, June 15, 2010

locked out.


I was standing on your door step and you were no where to be found.
You're never there when I want you, when I need you.
I'm locked out of your life, and all I can do is peer through the key hole
to guess what I'm missing.


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photographs by Matt Sundin.

4 comments:

Indie.Tea said...

O how lovely and free and summery your post looks...

芸茂 said...

Virtue dwells not in the tongue but in the heart. ............................................................

Diane said...

These are so wonderful, thanks for sharing. I love the colors in that fourth photo.

Constance said...

These are stunning x