Sunday, March 5
what do i do when you are gone?
what do i do even when you are here with me?
what do i do?
carparks.
cars.
parked and then in mere hours gone to somewhere else.
somewhere where they think they will get what they want.
parked again and gone again.
they do just the same no matter where they go.
look for it when they need it.
abandon it when they have enough of it.
but come looking for it again when in need.
this goes on and on and on.
do these cars appreciate their parking lots that they have?
or is it just merely there for the sake of it?
they are there for only a few hours anyway.
how do think parking lots will feel to be abandoned every now and then?
when sun is glaring,cars will be very picky.
they wont park there when there is too much sun shining.
but when thats the only one left?
they will park there.
is the parking lot near the exit?
yes,alright.
but what happens to those that are much further?
as usual abandon.
what do you think they will say if they could talk?
how do they react when they know that the car is leaving?
now look into mirror.
what do you see?
ask that reflection on the mirror,
'am i like the cars?'
 -capture those
moments ;
