7 '

I walked the path
that made me
became us
And I thought
about every step I made
because my soul
was hungry
of our warm
and step by step
I became a blackhole
of love.
I could walk back
to the safety
to the warm of home
but I refused,
and now I think
I've started to believe in fate
Because I didn't have the strenght
to believe in myself.