Mockingjay

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Regrets and Confusion

Why is it that we cry for the people we love most...
That we can't acknowledge the fact that they're gone forever...

The thoughts that we delved into...
The memories that they engraved within us...
They seem to resurface,
And resurrect the pain of the moment gone by.

We seem to only see the best in them when its too late,
When they're permanently...and inevitably...erased...

Which is my dream in which I created?
And which is my life in which i'm supposed to live?

The lines are blurred,
Reality is shifting into the unbelievable...

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