Love is and endless sea of sacrifices,
Unexplained Pain, painted in faces all around you
Love is a matter of distance, between the sorrows
That lies in the dark, and your breath I feel so close.
Love is not warm nor is it cold, but it’s the numb empty
Feeling that is left inside my heart after you closed the door.
Secluded is the air around me, lost at war with a broken rifle
Left alone but ready for wolfs to digest the last spirit inside me.
