Was it just me? Or was it gone too soon?
Were all those just delusions? Or did those things actually decide to stop altogether?
Was I really meant to cross the river? Or was there never really a river to begin with?
Was it actually there? Or was it, just like everything else, a dream too that I shouldn't have had?
I knew it. I shouldn't have had stepped on that tiny platform which turned out to be too weak to handle exuberance, and false hopes too artificial, and too heavy to carry.
Still, I also do not know if that platform was real or just a trick of my mind.
Tell me. Was it just me? Or was it - all of it - just gone too soon?
No comments:
Post a Comment
Comment and contribute to world peace! :)