When love comes around
at moments we least expect it...

Hands that once felt so warm and soft
by someone who once meant the world to someone...

In the past
the idenity was just a single being...

I'm a writer
story of romance and happiness...

We speak each day of our lives
with replies and meaningful conversations...

It's a mystery feeling to have
when you wake-up the next morning...

Never once there was a time
a heart could crumble from the countless lies...

I can see a future
i can remember a past...

Is it a crime?
when someone lies to someone each time...

It's been sometime
when i remember staring at myself...

It's hard to get over break-ups
time seems forever since you're alone...

Gentle whisper words of silly dreams
cleans the darkness that blurs our reality...