Hafapea

Hopeless serene whispers to the clouds left on her lips Fog dissolving into mist, but not allowing her to see beyond her own eyes Eloquence like no other; insecurities tying her down to each word Holding her tight, not letting go, almost as if this were an obsession Aside from the end, where could this go? Passion burned like no fire ever known to the world His cold heart reflecting something never there Vision bringing light to other worlds, but never his own Lust clinging to his life like the last strand before everything breaks into pieces Was he anything aside from lost hope? Nostalgia bound him tight, not letting him fi