in a second, that red light will go green the dry sun could be covered with cold rain the person you love is gone.
we tend to believe that every thing last forever.
if not everything... there should be something
but, haven't you realized, everything that seems so pretty...
vanishes
we could not make sure that the sun will forever shine. we don't know when pigs could fly we won't know if there are already cures for cancer, even for a simple heartbreak.
imagine things like this will happen in a second when you happen to reach the end of this poem...
*or...
this is actually a piece i wrote long time ago, i happen to scroll through my notes and found this. this was written around my depression days and was not able to know anything yet about poetry and thought that this kind of piece was my suicidal letter for my old self. Just thinking of sharing this.