I would never come back
To you
When the nights are scary
The weather is chill
The time is too long...
But love
To maintain a distant
To keep silent myself
And wait
Until the blood
In my veins...freezed.
I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple.
"Your thoughts are the brushstrokes that paint the canvas of your reality. What you focus on is what will eventually grow and shape t...