What you feel, In nights like these, To talk to someone, You might like this; To listen to your voice, Sleepy, groggy, tired, Even when...

Then I looked at you, Standing amidst the crowd, In the heavy downpour, Drenching wet to the bone, And people running across from you,...

The longing for a person leads them to enter in your dreams uninvited, Saying and doing things possible but unexpected. Talking and...

zhoooop.. The train on the opposite sides passes like a bolt of lightning and waking me up from the train of my own thoughts at the end...