I dare not to look back while walking through the streets.
I dare not to sit and have a thought over you.
I dare not.
I have not changed even little, no.
I am afraid of
I dare not to take those deep breathes.
They used to congratulate me and say,
“You own so much space, all empty! ”
My dear, my chest had not shrunk with age.
Nor I sold it to you.
It had been occupied, by
After your return from the festival,
You said you were thinking about me.
I was standing on the other side
Of the pond beside your ...