When a hope dies, maybe somewhere out there a universe dies too, cause the world you imagined will never get to be, and of course, it's going to hurt a lot. But that's okay. Because some things are better in fantasies than reality.

I miss you
in words,
in dreams,
in memories,
in thoughts,
in feelings,
but never
in my life.

threads of violins
shredded by violence
to stop the song of sirens
shrieking on the live wire.
it's twisted by air not felt
underwater
& captured by flash bulbs
that blind not deafen
- - -
suddenly we begin witnessing:
the tides are shifting
the tides are shifting

The year has faded
But you are still my favorite
memory, I swear

Perhaps,
Let’s be real here.
Real men don’t fall for looks
Baby I’d rather fall for your words
I heard sometimes, it could last a lifetime