A Pipe Dream

By Enfel

Our love was a blurb
At the back of a book
It is said that it is love
Yet it is not
It is deception and depression
It is waiting and suffering
It is having fake faith
For better life
Free of lies
Free of betrayals
It is nothing, in fact, but death

Having faith sometimes is fatal
It makes you disbelieve your eyes
Discredit your intuition
Belie what you hear
And believe your dreams

Dreams show you glimpse of facts
Yet you have to interpret them well
Seeing you in the dreams
Holding my hand
And cocooning my heart
Promising me to never leave me
Was..
A pipe dream

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