Imagining
you and me
in reverse of a story
too humanly sad
to be retold
to be remembered
on mornings when the sun shines
through the lowered blinds
left just a bit too open
to not forget a shadow
in our darkness

blinded
by dreams dramatically played out
in words and silences
found at the edge of here and now
a story
too humanly real
to be retold
to be forgotten
lost at the edge of there and then
with words streaming into nowhere
like tears
withhold for fear of missing
yet another chance to smile
alone
at that
unwritten plot
of mysteries in becoming

(inspired by the sounds of ‘Prelude 3’ by Dustin O’Halloran)