I remember the day we last talked—
One was at my home, the other at the coach.
Never knew you both had really moved
To a place I could never know.

Tragedy, unfortunate, unexpected—
All those words can’t describe the whole way.

When I look behind for the one,
His smile never fades within me.
An auspicious day was meant to enjoy,
Not to be drowned away with life.

The other was the girl—irritating, but good,
Her absence just shattered my mood.
I remember her: skeptical, enjoyable.
But maybe I never deserved her.

They both remind me
How unfair life sometimes becomes.
People who wish to live, eventually leave,
While those who wish to leave, eventually stay.

-Parisha

When I first saw you, it just felt like usual.
Over the days—studying, growing—
I felt an imaginary warmth in your eyes.

How beautiful the time is...
Without talks, laughs, or gossips,
I had a whole confession shaped in my mind.

Over time, you're still stuck in my eyes,
With the fear: what if a day arrives
When I lose you—officially?

Was it my soul playing,
Or was it just our hearts whispering?
I'm still waiting... to open up completely.

But tangled questions still scare me...
Was it just me, living in a world of imaginary?
I've never felt this way before.
I just hope it won’t break me completely.

I don’t know if you’ll ever know this, but—
Across the universe,
You’re the star I aim to reach.
Not by forcing, hurting, or crying,
But by walking the path of loving.

And even if the universe doesn’t choose me
To be with you someday...
I will still love you—
Being an imaginary root, always

-Parisha