I'm ready for explanation with myself. It just has to go.
Outside is not always the best. Sun & sunflowers.
Lonely rain and double Love.
A life of white pictures. Just an amnesic memory.
Life shoud be more than a cold bitterness.
I want to leave, and meet the ones who know.
Playing the song and dancing alone.
A dancing couple in my head.
Is there a live after love ?
I'm feeling better.
The front door is open.
Someone said : It's soon for you. It's soon your turn.