|| My Bubble ||

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Drowned in expectations of life,

I remember to forget you

With all my tears and cries for you,

I have made a bubble.


Wherein, I stay afar hiding from your memories.

Wherein, I breathe, eat, walk and sleep dreamless nights.

'Cause dreams are made of you,

And my bubble has no place for you.


I am drunk on the fiction, I have created

The one where 'you' don't exist.

Where you never touched my heart,

Where my reason to live is not your smile.


I keep injecting myself as a constant,

Which is keeping me sane,

Holding me from faltering,

And from remembering your name.


But there is a fear of reality, burning like ice

That those shards will prick and burst my bubble,

That day, I will no more be drunk or intoxicated,

And then, All will fall down.


My heaven with you will break loose,

Seeping from my memories to my hell without you.

The reality that you have found other reasons to live,

And I don't have any, except you.

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