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
After all, the only way to communicate is to find someone who can comprehend; the only way to be forgiven is to find someone who is willing to forgive.