The nights now don't let me speak, But I've words far too many, So, it's the day I wait for you to ask, If there're questions any. But I...

Nonchalantly, he walks towards me, aware of where he is, where he's supposed to go, who's watching him and yet the universe seems to have...

You aren't just holding me anymore, You're scribbling sweet nothings on my back, You say you're writing a poetry, The one I can forever...