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Dear Journal, I remember a song I once heard from a girl I saved a long time ago. Sometimes I still hear it in my head whenever I'm alone. I wonder how is Stanisla now, it's been so long... 

Stanisla's Song 

I asked the world a favour, with nothing to return Forgotten was a promise, a mistake that I have learnt Before my life is over and before my breath runs dry Will you come to ease the sorrow, or will you leave me here to die? I'm holding on... To whatever that's left of my life I'm holding on... Ignore all the tears in my eyes I'm holding on... Even when the truth is a lie I'm holding on...I'm holding on... To my song... A million lives I've ended, a billion songs I've sung Must we wait a hundred thousand years, before our souls are one? Holding back the memories, closing all the books of time There I stand upon the darkness and I see a faint blue light Falling... I'm holding on... To whatever that's left of my life I'm holding on... Ignore all the tears in my eyes I'm holding on... Even when the truth is a lie I'm holding on...I'm holding on... To my song... Why am I so lonely, with so many by my side? Is life such a mystery, why does it have so much to hide? What have I done, what should I do? Time it falls and my life goes down Oh please...let me go...! I'm holding on... To whatever that's left of my life I'm holding on... Ignore all the tears in my eyes I'm holding on... Even when the truth is a lie I'm holding on...I'm holding on... To my song... I'm holding on... To whatever that's left of my life I'm holding on... Ignore all the tears in my eyes I'm holding on... Even when the truth is a lie I'm holding on...I'm holding on... ...to my song... 

 I hope you are well, Stanisla. 

 ~Danielle Cleublier 28 Feb 2010