I saw you from far away hiding your mischievous thoughts.
Thoughts I heard clearly through your playful grin.
My thoughts were replayed in the back of my head like a sad melody,
Narrating to me your soothing purity.
Why you are so handsome in that navy jacket and not in those black trousers?
Maybe black cherishes your confidence, yet blue speaks out your manly music.
Perhaps those ocean eyes of yours got me enslaved in your savage love…
What is it when we die? What is it when we meet nothingness? What is it when no one recognizes the other?
Life has its purpose, and we are just temporary visitors.
Live, love, and laugh, but remember that there will be an end, an end to work for to gain the paradise.
Walking away from the world felt very appealing because she had lost everything and nothing was left to live for.
Where are her childish dreams? Where are her lively fantasies? Have they faded or just taken some rest from that chaos out there?
Life has never been the same the minute she struggled to say her last goodbyes.