The Conch Call of Dreams

: When your breath falls upon my eyelids, it feels somehow like paradise—a truth you never had the chance to know—let it be, I won't speak of it even today; all paths to express sorrow are closed now, it's better to nurture it in secret.

The moment when you and I first met—even that knows our distance is lifelong. When I lay my head against your chest and fall in love with you, even then I couldn't understand that you don't exist in my reality!

: Why are you lying? Why are you lying!

: Since loving you, nothing in my life remains as it was before. I'm terribly afraid; some truths are frightening, facing certain truths means one cannot survive. What use is knowing a truth that won't let me live? What would I gain by trying to resolve it?

In the lie where I am just an ordinary gardenia to you, don't practice deception in that unguarded splendor. I fall at your feet—don't go seeking truth to dispel the illusion of this wounded moment—did you ever accept the truth that you are not mine?

Understand this—this is no lie, no deception. Everything you see filling my eyes is love kept for you; since I'm no conqueror in the performance of being well, I am defeated by the truth of love.