In the beginning, our lives collided

Swiftly and unpredictably,

Just like how tragedies are made


After the end of our universe,

What is left to desire?

A glance of your eyes

And hands that could never be held —

I’m fragile, I’ve always been

So easy to hurt


Left under the manmade stars of a sky I secretly fear,

The vastness of my future terrifies me.

If this is sadness, I do not know.

I’m only longing for what I never had



Photo: Teatro Amazonas – Taken in Manaus, Brazil.


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