She's like the moon not so full but bright & beautiful, everytime it shines hiding herself in phases i can only see how elegant it is, maybe the moon is beautiful And perfect only because it is far.
And Love, Everytime you'll see me after months I'll be different From the first time you saw As the weather changes I evolve too Every time a day closer To my metamorphosis.
someday i'll scribble about that heartbreak with the love of metaphors within my heart; may those butterflies won't feel happy with the flow and path of my syllabus but the fireflies of soundless darkness will never leave me alone. i'll smile constantly with the key of love in my hand. you'll wonder but i'll wander towards the enticing elixir.