What is nothing to you, can be love to me

I don’t want to be a person with full hands, resting from dreams, but a person full of dreams unable to rest his hands.

It didn’t rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.

What is nothing to you, can be love to me

When I stop at a stop sign, I don’t think about the distance I’ve crossed. I just wish I never had to stop.

Just because you're breathing, doesn't mean you're alive.

You lose yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you