Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that mean anger?
If it does, then why do I feel hollow?
Pain. Does that mean suffering?
If it does, then why does it feel comforting?
Memories. Are they not images of the past?
If they are, why are there only shadows?
Smiles. Does that mean happiness?
If it does, then why does it hurt?
Life. What does it mean?
Should it mean any of these things?
If it doesn't, then why are they there?
Our Love Story
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
Where Were You
When you needed me I was there for you
Back To Strangers
We started as strangers.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
Your Path, My Heartbreak
You are blinded by shame
What's Love ?
What is love?
Our One Star
Look at the stars tonight
Our Love Is So Amazing
My love for you is like the raging sea,
The Guitar Of Time
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
Only Time Will Remain
It's unbranded and unclaimed,
