when the night sinks in darkness,
and the yard floods in rain,
the ghost in me released me for a while,
to enjoy the coldness of November.
maybe she have got the warmth of my tears,
i couldn't find the reason for that empathy ,
becoz I didn't get it usually from her .
maybe that's why I felt so worthy the moment.
there is a saying, we feel worth to things
that we get less often .
maybe that's why he felt nothing worth
in me and in my one...