How much sad can one person hold?
And what do you with all that sad?
Because whether you're warm and at home, surrounded by people you know actually love you,
Or far away, feeling cold in all senses of the word, and alone and emptied out-
It's still the same, isn't it?
And how can you love someone you don't know?
How can you know me,
When there are too many days where I realize,
I don't think i know myself?