confusing images flashes passed
playing in its soundless way
every single colour are in their places accordingly
everything seemed real.
the emotions are, the senses are.
the appearance of you after so long proves it true that there are still some pieces of you in me.
which, is so not suppose to be still around.
is this a sign to hold me back? a sign that comes from deep within?
the thing i yearn the most, is the thing i can't have. it seems.