Our time together has come to an end.
The roads we walk diverge...

I remember when we used to play...
streets were puuddles spitting gravel...

whenever I’m hot
my ceiling fan gets turn on...

Professor Cortese, with all due respect,
I bring my self to take more than one step...

I want to travel the world of your thoughts,
I want to visit your heart and settle there once...

“To the left. Now to the right. Keep on driving.
Keep on moving. The wheels of time remain intact...

She was herself like some kind of bookshelf
which held hundreds of books that no one read...

may pillows gather at my feet
and pile their way to my head...

I wandered barrels in between my steps
Always falling to the ground in tears...

Back in the days,
when loneliness befriended me and...

To be like some bugs...
Oh and be squashed by feet...

A star in my eyes gleamed
Since the moment I saw him...