Time changes everything, even you and I have changed
This life i'm living resembles an epic tale where dreams wilt before they bud and where a search for her true inner self finally makes a coward into a pretty damsel. My world is a patchwork of the beautiful & the horrific. As the days unfold, it combines the tones of memory and nostalgia with a desire to recreate a better tomorrow.
The rain, the winter spring has made us fade away
I really wonder how you feel on these nights so alone
My sun may never rise the way it did with you,& he may never kiss me the way that you'd do but at least he makes me feel like a part of his life.At least he doesn't make me cry. I know i can call him mine.Though when I call him on the phone I never feel butterflies, I know that I can trust.He'll always give me love