Once upon a time,
You were the broken sky
and I was the rain.
There was so less to lose,
only the lingering sadness, of a fading love.
Between the darkness and the light,
Disillusion veiled the pain.
And now, we're walking
in this parade of misery.
Almost, we're nearly here
near enough to let it die.
Someday we will get there,
I promise.
But till then,
we will reunite again in time,
in memories, flashbacks and echoes.
YOU ARE READING
Mirage.
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