I write because I dare. I write to lose myself, and to save myself, to find answers in between lines of life I do not see when I look outside the window. I write the window, and the whole garden. I also write coloring shadows that live inside of my heart. I write to confess my truths and adorn my lies, to bring you nearer and to dive in you. I write to be able to erase you, and to relive you among yellowish loves, torn pages and limpid dreams… 😉💭💬