Just Turned Down The Lights

I had those days full of laughter. I had those windy noon when the train arrived and the door was opened for me.

I had the journey.

I thought I had some company. Turned out, the park suddenly dark.

I had " excuse me, may I borrow your smile for me?".

Once, it felt so real. Well, it is real.

What was love made out of fantasy? 

Cupid added some clouds in it then it become lucid dreams.

You are perfect for me.

Then she puts her damaged soul--burn it away. Helplessly.


Written on a breezy day while I was listening to one of my favorite song and waiting for lunch