Home — It’s where the heart is, they say. But where exactly can you find it? Shelter Despite the ceiling being only inches away from my bed… Read more “Home”
Dry. The summer has left everything dry. The road is filled with dead, falling leaves. Promises broken, hearts torn apart, memories tarnished, hope underwhelmed, skies empty with… Read more “A Month of Rain”
When there’s no more pain left to feel, you naturally go back to yourself.
Sunday. It was raining that night when you let me into your life and I gave you the moon and a star. It was raining that night… Read more “Umbrella”
Once I took a train to Rejection Station. Oh, pardon me, make that four times. I think I already lost track. There I saw people weeping and… Read more “The Elation Station”