The stars have joined the routine.

Gone is never really gone

The purest white shines down upon...

The girl in the mirror had grown up But why did I feel so small inside?

I’ve been struggling to write again It’s been a while I think about writing a book

She saw nothing. She felt noth---

The feeling which you get when summer arrives.

Your smile still remains a mystery You ignore me and let me be

"Dear You, What do you see? Does it remind you of me?"

What they say she no longer hears, By now she has learnt to lock her ears...