And all the stories have one high point from where it all starts shattering.
Maybe I’m panicked after the past darkness, and I’m doing some lunatic deeds, only to avoid it again in my life…
Some of your really great friends are humming the background tunes of your life!
We’ve been together for so long, and the time’s been excellent in weaving cliffhangers. Shall we think about those someday?
A poetry version of the common phrase- Love is in the air- (Maybe, like microbes that lead to epidemics!)
They did this to you, for just one good thing.
If my fantasies can’t be true, then they can’t be crumpled by you either. They are what they are and they grace me with their existence.