An airport. You’ll say me a goodbye.The world around me will tear apart.Again, I’ll live my life in…
Life in a Puddle
The street is getting fresh and white;My steps are printing in the snow.I’m leaving everything…
The steering wheel still keeps the warmth,The tires are rustling by the road…
A Poem
Once, in the frosty morning,When it just starts to snow,I’ll open my window widely,And I will let it…
I will make you a cup of coffee,So you could awake from your dream.Together, we’ll meet…
The puppets sleep on dusty shelvesAbandoned their fancy dresses.The lonely moon lights…
People might see you as goddessBut when this role is played