maybe right from the start i'm just making a fool out of a fool. kidding myself that in a slightest glimpse i have also a place in there. that i am also somehow important like any other person that you care most about.
but it's all fine, i know i will never be. clear as one's naked eyes could see.
of course, you just can't be fascinated by a mere dying star that in any moment would collapse and fall hard to a wrong territory. a plain sight to see which far from any of your idealism.
YOU ARE READING
ain't first, ain't last
Poesíato be one's saturn. [old poetry collection for someone we could never have]
