stories

Such stories won’t exactly share

How I’m feeling, how I felt

Telling stories about you

Won’t be really enough

 

Happiness

It’s one’s owns choice

Just like any other feelings

But some are felt involuntarily

 

What do I remember,

When it’s you I’m thinking about?

 

I believe these are

Fragmented stories

Hyperbolized

Distorted

Blurred up vision of someone

 

Just like opening your eyes

In salt water

It’s kind of hard to open it afterwards

You’d want to stay close eyed

For a little lot longer

 

Just like falling asleep

Dreaming

Of beautiful blissful dreams

You’d never want to wake up from

 

Reminiscing about what happened

Recalling it a thousand times

From different angles

From different views

From different perspectives

Yet coming up short for a reason

 

Another chance

Another encounter

Another story

A sequel?

 

No.

 

A proper goodbye.

 

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