【Hollowed Abyss】
When did this all begin?
This feeling of wanting yet nothing ever satiates its hunger. This queer idea that if I just turn around, something—someone may be waiting for me on the other side.
To be honest, it is peculiar on how this all started, but when I drift into these thoughts, white is the only color sighted.
A white house,
A white curtain
White wooden floor,
A white dress,
A white Shirt,
white sand on white shores,
And that eerie orange sun setting
whilst the scent of nature became overwhelming.
Under that white staircase stood someone I knew. We've never met but I was feeling the blue, tickling me pink. A warmth formed on my cheek.
Hovering above us was a tiny mistletoe, swaying like a little kid pretending not to know every little secret we've kept hidden in between. No one should know what it has seen.
In the midst of this perilous dream, we kissed the day away, and as the sun went down to sleep, the warmest feelings sent my mind in disarray.
I was in a trance where soft lips continuously fight for dominance. It tasted like sweet truancy despite the consequence.
However, when the moon peaked up in the starry night sky, you vanished before my eyes, and I was left alone inside this cold home, wondering where you went and what had happened.
And when I woke up from this terribly bittersweet dream, my heart harbored a hollowed abyss I have never seen.
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