hope

The ripples in the lake are getting wider and deeper when your voice suddenly stop me to throw more pebbles. I turn around and look at the grassy path for a glimpse of yours. We explored this path together when we met here for the first time. I can hear the laughter and the love songs that whisper in my ears. I am not giving up, not even the evening breeze stop touching my soul, not even the purple sky turn into black, not even the dark shadows grasp me from my back.

deep silence
the flickering fireflies
unfold my story

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flashbacks

After shifting to a new house near the main city park, I resumed my evening walk, where I daily pass through a rough trail surrounded by the canopy of eucalyptus trees that ceases all my senses and I cannot move an inch. Luckily, I pass through…