To the place I would leave my heart in

For the love and the heartbreak,

For the pride and the breakdown,

For every season with its own memories,

For the wonderful winter times,

For the things I have to leave behind,

For the last words I have to say before this chapter is officially finished,

For the next life chapter I have to start writing,

For another dream I have to pursue,

I'll thank you later.

A Night in Italy

They said my heart is so cold I could ignore those buzzing hearts trying to catch mine. 

Until I fell into something I could never describe, feeling I could never define.

Never have I thought I would fall for someone in ways I have never been before.

Never has it crossed my mind that finding and losing could be a synonym, sadly.

There was a night in Italy when I was observing a man trying to define a drink he used to like to the 

bartender, unfortunately he forgot its name and the bartender did not get it. 

Then I realised things are better left unsaid,

most of the time.