Back in the summer when strong mist filled the air Birds call filling the sky, excitement, without a care but something still felt off, black, bitter and receding heartbroken I knew it was lack of love that I was feeling.
Open stretched arms to hug a face that I had forgotten I tried to hold your hand before it disappeared but I must have dropped it, Because you sank into the crowd just another woman in the streets and my body became lifeless like a carcass before a feast.
To my realization after everyone had gone Only I would have known this after I became alone That to my horrible yet obscure disbelieve, The woman I dreamt of was mearly a dream.