Reality.
A divided world between the imaginary and the living.
It sets upon him. A week of joy and hope about her, fell to pieces. She had been living with someone else. Someone she still loves.
Dearly.
And no light could enter the supposedly ray of hope that nearly had begun to shape itself in the beginning.
He took a frisk walk to lighten his senses...of what he knew, was the girl that would have been the perfect solution to his life.
His ambitions.
His love.
The heart sank deep. Surrounded by mine fields.
And again, his story fails.
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Stand in his shoes. See his world with your eyes. The bumps of these clouds say of your emotions. The colours contrast your expressions. The number of clouds says of your stories. The darken trees collide with reality and imagination. The blue highlights of the sky tempted down to its mirror, as the day goes into the end. The stars lit up bright thereafter...while I stand here on the sidelines, cheering for you.
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