Here , I find a distance time to dream Here , I did find a time to feel Here , I did find a lonely soul to be with I told him I could be the sun only if you can be the moon Here , I burned his pure soul without even touching him Here , he become a dream again like a flower without water slowly dying Here , how cold i could be for something who burns? How I can play apart of two players one who heal & one who kills How I mix them in different emotionally words in every letter there's a tear one of joy one of fear one of pain and one of regrets Can he notice the difference? Can he notice the difference between my pureness and my rageness ? Is he that blind by me Can he notice ? Can he know the real me like can he understand the message behind my question ? Can he understand the message behind my answers ? How could he be this dumb How i could be this cold ?? How cold I did become for something who burns ... __