Beneath dim reflection, a heartbeat whispers poignant lullabies, echoing through the void of obsessive tranquillity— each pulse a moment lost, feels like drifting away in the current, a sigh against the backdrop of shattered silence.
Remember when colors warped and names dissolved into the twilight? You spoke in consonants, longing for the vowels of starlight. How the sound of laughter wraps around echoes, orbiting like shadows dancing on the walls — fleeting photographs on the web of lost conversations.
Woven dreams flicker like candle flames, igniting pathways untraveled, I once heard amidst stardust and debris, the glide of thoughts; trailing your footprints on the clammy ether, where every echo hints at tomorrow's sigh.