I used to dream

about myself in the future.

I wanted to do so many things-

art,

music,

acting,

design,

teaching-

But now that I'm older,

all these dreams

shatter

like glass,

drifting away like

a feather

lost in a black tide.

And all I can do is

close my eyes

and let them fall

into the

void of my heart.

I wish we never met
Even if fate led us there.
I wish we never talked
Even if the words came easy.
I wish we let silence win
Even if the conversation pulled us in.
I wish we never saw the signs
Even if they glowed so bright.
I wish we never felt that spark
Even if it burned so right.

But everything happened
And still, I wish I could turn back time
Even if I would never know you at all.