The dim wind whispered in my ear why are you here
For wind I do not know as I could ask you an unexplainable question like why do you blow.
For I do not know

Our love is a story with a semicolon. We might have stopped writing it, but that doesn’t mean it’s done.-Lucia Airo

Does our love hurt you like it hurts me? Do you get terrible aches from your heart strings being pulled? Because I do,I always feel this infamous sadness from our love.
Do you?- Lucia Airo

Their relationship was like broken glass, shattered and sharp,there was no salivation of it.-Lucia Airo

She is like the sun,
She brightens up the room wherever she is, and like the sun, even though she is far away I can still feel her warmth- Lucia Airo