Handful of stones

 

I would rather be a stranger to you for touched by the heart bared in anonymity hurts as each step closer wraps it in veils..

So much noise.. and just a hug..

That says..

you might feel lonely.. Sometimes.. But..

you can never be alone..

you want to cry. My eyes seem to

be burning too.. Hold me just for a moment.. Till thạt

anguish and all your fears.. Seep into me.. and I touch your

heart.. and know. you will be ok as hurting I become your mirror passing a handful of stones your way..