Present Imagination

This time around it feels heavy.

The thoughts of you suffocating me to no end.

Make my heart beat irregularly.

And my mind became quite a mess.

It’s not like you’re a catch to begin with.

That’s what my brain told me. And I knew it’s right.

But I guess my heart doesn’t even care to listen.

As time and time again you disappear in my life only to reappear in my mind.

Maybe now I don’t know yet, but for sure future me will know. 

How you not that important, 

as you are only a futile fairytale. Of my present imagination

Sincerely me,

Az.Ra

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