I always think of different fantasies. That you and I will be on disparate galaxies. I can see us holding hands, Walking on the obscure lands. Making you feel safe and loved, Thatβs all that I want you to have.
In a world full of doubt and uncertainty, Your smiling face is my clarity. Sadness, worries and emptiness, All will be gone if there is cohesiveness. You are my light as I sail into the night. Even though I'm alone I know everything will be all right.
As I open my eyes in this dubious reality, I will never be awakened by the truth and actuality. I let myself be drowned with assumption and mendacity. When can I wake up from this unrealistic insanity?
Where facts are visible and evident, I still remained blind and confident. Even if it's just make-believe, I'll just let myself be deceived.
This would be my first piece.
This is about longing for something that's never real.