Ruthless

It was ruthless. The way you looked at my soul with the feeling of never looking back again. And me. With a careless fear waiting to be tamed, and a silent current of tears I need to lock up. Ruthless the moment I thought you were going to change, and then I realized I can't [...]

Words

Words that come and go, with their patient breath accompanying my lonely nights. With the same effect of a nightingale's melody that looks at me through the window, that make hours fly away and tears run dry. Words and their force, and the way they seem to carry frustration while pointing out to a bewildered [...]