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"Fleeting"

I see you but couldn't even look hard enough  

I feel you but could never touch back

I struggle to deal with the fact that between us-

there could never be a "could have been".

Overwhelmed by the onslaught of

unspeakable truths

I struggle with my vulnerabilities

I scream at fate and my destiny

for not bestowing me their sweetest smiles-

and dangling a world of empty dreams and

solitary existence instead.

But life goes on- as it always should.

This mask I wear will remain unraveled

until the facets behind it die with time.

The sting of reality will hurt but not

without glimpses of the bittersweet taste of

the world I wish to be in.

The journey has come to an end-

when I opened my eyes the morning after.

I remain a distant witness with regret and longing-

in this sane world where you happily exist.