A4 - Static Dreams
I close my eyes and see the particles in the air—memories drifting, held by you when it was cold inside my heart.
The videos of your smile, you swimming in the water, and all the pictures telling me who you are— and still, I don’t understand.
The more I try to comprehend, the more pieces form and fall apart, a puzzle shapes, then fades.
My love flows and never reaches you, never reached you. It doesn’t matter anymore.










