Bellissima
The day finally came, when we need to move from this place, I was told to pack everything I knew, into a little suitcase, The lease ran out, on the quirks that brought us face to face, And we would
Walk Back
When you get another of those envious stares, From solitarily climbing the endless stairs, And you understand, why sharing makes the burden more light, That is when you feel, you shouldn’t have let me out of sight. When you break