Why haven't you told me
the real reason you had...

I am not sure if it's
those butterflies that...

In every winter you pass by
to interrupt the silence of my...

I thought it was a result
to that action though what...

My brushes moved in patterns
of colorless strokes against the...

On a rusty yellow autumn
afternoon I sat there; as the...

I apologize for the endless
good-nights I bid you. And for...

Who am I?
I am a heart breaker...

Been fighting for long,
those urges to drink the warmth...

Stop talking to me
from behind your...

Untie the laced lines
you keep within, I'll stay through...

I surrender
To the look residing in your eyes...