A lot of people say to me that there is plenty of fish in the sea but little did they know I'm looking for sharks.

My mood depends on the girl whom I love, but she is like a wildest hurricane, drifting shore to shore.

Not everyone man is a lover, not every love is the love.

Everybody wants love but not everyone wants to love.

You've been there on my mind for so long, I want to forget you sometimes.

What if you're the angel I sought and me the ghost you loved, and we both knew, we belong to different place.

She has become someone that I am bound to forget her.

It's not the season that changes so sudden here, it's the person's heart. It does not promise you days.

Are you strange like me, are you insane? Are you the wildfire, that loves pouring rain...