i doubt she did

Did she?
I doubt she did.

It's been long.
awaiting a call.
as metaphorical drops of venom trickle down my skin
From the merciless hands.
Of time and space.

It's just a feeling. Just a fantasy of desirable dreams.
That just don't seem to come true.

And I wonder, will the sun ever meet the moon?
Or is life just an eclipse.
Every second living in the void, trying to forget.
but forgetting to remember.

That i doubt she did.


yk out.