I could not lie. Skin untouched growing thicker for every step unwalked. And I don't know if it's the cold intention-slide. Taking me down. . But what if you'd sing me alive.
Waiting. How can someone so close. Be allowed to be so far away. Your red leaves fall in the evening. While Im waking up to smog these days. You know how I love when the sun touch my skin.
That day I woke up, screaming of emptiness. A thought crushed my mind. To all of them she's just a worn-out dress. They can seek but not find. Time pass please this day of rain.