By Palu
You were always like a dream to me,
In my dreams you were mine,
And in reality, you were a dream
And for a short-time that dream became a reality,
Alas! But dreams are meant to end.
I’d be lying if I said I’m not grieving
I looked at you once, my eyes saw no other garden
You were the only thing I have known
And now its Nearly impossible to forget you
Losing composure, still in denial looking to find
Answers I don’t know why
Tell me you love me one last time.
Palu is a mindful and ambivert fellow, with a keen interest in being the jack of all trades. He loves to explore himself in various arenas, writing being one of them.
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