When I Cry
When I cry and miss you so,
It's you I still wanna know..
When I cry and reminds your face,
I've removed the sweater that you've woven,
I'm naked but not yet open.
Free me up with the strings attached,
As the smoke fades,
And the filter catches fire.
The memories coming from the cave,
From the pages of a diary they came.
Sketch Without Colors
I wish one day I will draw your life's sketch without colors...
after looking at this Leonardo-da-Vinci will feel jealous...
you always being there for evryone who needed help at the worst time...
From now I have to disappear..
For this you have to prepare..
I don't wanna leave you at all..
But I don't wanna be reason for your fall...