Because I owe it to myself,
I will be a better woman...

My heart, an Autumn
endlessly falling...

Why be colder than the snowiest season
of the year...

I have found
God...

Your absence spoke in crowds,
it said you came like a green cloud...

You were breathing me in
like I was your favorite flower...

Misfortunes will become fine artwork
and time a slab to display...

Sitting opposite to a blue wooden window,
far enough so that breeze won't sneak on me...

The birds didn't chirp today
but I heard them...

My starting verse
a thorough beginning...

People seldom return
Seasons never cease to leave...

I heard voices
in your silence...