Sunday, 3 August 2014

Wrecked

In the wee hours, I closed my eyes and sink in to the melancholy thoughts.
Again.

Reminded of you.
Again.

Oblivious to the physical world, I took the trouble to explore the other side.
In it, I saw you.

Detaching from reality, word for word.
In it, I felt you.

How beautiful are the dreams.
Haunting every corner of the mind at ease.
Initiating the graceful steps to the fall.
Only to realise the agony of what ifs.

I hope to see you again somehow.
In peace.
With hope.
In ease.
With love.