A Dream Getaway...

a dream getaway...
it does not matter where...
destination is just a canvas as it is only you that matters...

a dream getaway...
it does not need a million dollars to create a perfect sunset...
it is perfect if i can see the sunset in your eyes...

a dream getaway...
it does not need lavish dinners nor many many exotic dreams weaving...
it will be dreamy as long as we are intoxicated by the magic of feeling in love...

a dream getaway....
it is just a little illusion of me trying to be intoxicated in love...

eat one's heart out....

eat one's heart out...

eating my heart out...

ate my heart out...

eaten my heart out...

so there is void where the heart used to be...

is there? or is there not?

Is the heart no longer there? or it is just an illusion of self-deceit as one cannot grieve over something that one cannot see...

so i will grieve over my heart no more because it has been devoured by self- pity once again...


eating my heart out...