I like this loneliness there.
These moments when I catch my breath.
While my heart cries out with sorrow.
In his moments I like to listen to his thoughts which rhyme with my heart.
My breath becoming a melody, which stop every time I breathe out.
My body is sweating with heat and my eyes are shining with melancholy tears.
I cry for my lost love alive in my memories.
I like this solitude where I can escape and enjoy a ideal world.