Recording the moment, everything of that night,
closing my eyes to feel that sensation; the blood trough my hands...
after my murderer scene, i `ve found you crying, wait, that person it`s me so then, what i`m doing?
...what i`m doing?
Snow Snow you fall so slow...can you teach me your secret?
Quiet and calm snow...in my hand you`re like the blood...
My tears are one with the floor,
i`m walking into my feelings, why so sad snow?
can you teach me your secret...?
Snow snow you fall so slow, can you teach me your secret?
Quiet and calm snow...in my hand you`re like the blood... (Bis)
Snow Snow, you`re like the blood, so peaceful and s
meet the nothing or something? by Berichan, literature
Literature
meet the nothing or something?
feels so weird.
it has no sense.
doesn´t match with what I am.
how can you describe it?
even i don´t know about what i´m talking about.
and more important, i´m talking to a nobody.
someone who i don´t know already.
but maybe we had meet each other before... that´s it?
i can´t really know.
i´m only looking trough your eyes, waiting for an answer.
you only whispered something, and smiled after it.
now i´m confused about you.
who you really are? could you tell me?
but after all, all i heard was the silence
your words has dissapeared with the wind,
as long as you were here,
and even tha