It's a lil thing that we call love
that jus makes me feel like a dove...
The lover is never too far from freedom,
Unshackled rendezvous' to destinations of pure...
I pondered,
over dearest Abigail...
So the inevitable happened; you faded into another...
What was said that time though, just makes my...
Would you buy a dress if your friend had it...
Even if you really want that dress more and more...
I catch you staring at me
and I wonder if you realize...
Shadows of heads
Shadows of bodies...
Sure, the idea of this may be complicated, but my...
I didn't know what to think at first...
Holding on to a thread
Of which we weaved our love...
Love can be hurtful
Passion can be unforgetable...
Its was never enough to say i love you
but he sends you flowers instead...
City of colour
I try so hard not to cadge...