How can I reach you
When you are far away from me
Signs that help me accept my fate
But I didn't give in
Take me to our first meeting
And I still remember it
Nothing can change my thoughts of you
I still love you like
A crush on a stranger

ِClouds in the sky embrace
Flowers bloom in a lovely way
Birds wander in the unknown
A flame memory never gone

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What's the meaning if I can live once a lifetime?
Things repeat everyday.
I can't find myself. Either way, my self ain't me anymore.
My self is lost. I keep looking. I isolated all my lovers. Talking to me yesterday, they wouldn't talk to me anymore. I am trying to save my energy, but in the meantime, it's worthless. My mother keeps asking me, "What is with you?" But I say, "I am okay." My therapy isn't helping me anyway. I regret everything i did lately, I can barely walk on my feet.

He’s walking on a snowy day to get help, almost giving in. His car was destroyed in an accident. The streets are empty—no one is here at this hour. His footsteps are random, his body is trembling, his eyes feel like pieces of ice. He can’t see anymore. He just wants to get back home. The cold is killing him slowly. He is beyond the pain.
Tell me, Winter—is this how you want me to suffer?
I think my lifetime ends in these moments.
Could you please be soulful in my last breaths?
My soul is bleeding as it rises to the sky.
His body lay on the ground, rotting for three days straight.

A someone who passed for a long ago , stayed alone for many months, nobody ask about my situation are they still think that i am alive ? , are they even mention me in their conversations ? , will i guess i lived with them enough , i still hear the sound of past passing in my head every night , i cant escape its like a symbole engraved in my heart , the time passing so fast so i cant realize the moments that i live in my lonly space , i didnt find the true person to get out me of this , my life is an illusion , i still seating in my odd chair with my cold coffee in a stormy day .