Yesterday
you came finally,
not in reality
but in my dreams.
I enjoyed,
not you
but your presence.
Since then
I've been scribbling stories
to meet you,
near or far,
but before I become a star.
Because,
then I'll be left with only
a wandering soul,
who won't be able to touch you as a whole.
I don't need regrets,
I'll complete my wishes
before the sun of my life sets.
Though the scene in fascinating,
but for a living soul
It's quite devastating.
Though I won't feel the pain,
But I'll leave many wondering in a chain,
as to how her candle was blown away.
Was it due to strong wind?
or was it intentionally trapped in a jail?
where the air was missing,
that carried the love to the one who
vanished without a trace,
while living in a trance
that shortened her race!

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

-Moonchild 💜