I let it go,
And the fantasies unravel.
Bones break and break till naught but dust remains.
paradise is lost,
in the blink of an eye.
A tear rolls down a cheek,
as though to testify.
Of the struggle, the storm, the peace…
finally realized in this heart wrenching moment.
Because sometimes when what we chase with so much passion ceases to exist,
the mirage lost isn’t exactly a bad thing.