...and even on the quietest days, Of the mind and heart, Where acceptance is still far, But ignorance works for now, I end up with the...

I like my dreams during the day, With my eyes open and mind too. The dreams at night are too cryptic, To first remember then decode,...

I'm distant, But you're close, Hanging on tiny strings of hope, Silencing chaos as it comes and goes, You're not distant, But I'm neither...

I walk among these conversations, And smile on instances cute, I randomly remember all the lines, Of the songs sung by you. How often do...