Contemplation in retrospect
I let it go too far. This stupid idea, this illusion of "What if?"
Illusions and What ifs are just a way of coping with disappointments
They are the mechanisms that allow us to escape the harsh reality
-What if we could put our lives on hold and meet somewhere inside of the world-
I let it become the truth, twisted my world so what was hopeless became possible
and everything else had to stand back and wait
I forgot about myself because I was busy looking for that park bench, that skyscrape, that mountain.
Would you meet me?
-It is better to entertain an idea
than to take it home to live with for the rest of your life.-
Now, I took it home alright.
I took it home and I built it a little nest in my bedroom.
Not realizing that there are no parks to put a bench in.
No city to build a skyscraper.
And no mountains anywhere in sight.