Imagine that things worked out in the end
Imagine if we were still friends
Chilling, vibin
Us against the world
I didn't need more than that
Despite what you think or thought
A hug was nothing more
Imagine if things were different
If we weren't strangers now
If I could hold your hand
You near me
Nothing else
Sometimes I spiral
Crying at night
"What could I do to make it right?"
Maybe, just imagine, Songbird
Sing for me a sweet verse
Come back to me
I scream a lullaby at Selene
Whisper a lively song like Apollo
"I dream of you, Icarus
Come back to me
Imagine, with my violin
Sitting by your piano
You were the song I sang often."
My dearest friend
My beloved companion
My kindest supporter
Corrupted
I hope you imagine it all
A life we could've had
Darling
Humour me
And just imagine
YOU ARE READING
Cerulean
Non-FictionMy thoughts, depression and short stories need a place to stay. (Trigger Warning: may potentially contain explicit content such as depression, suicide, substance abuse, etc.)
