a letter from a blind lover:
faces i saw on that photograph.
there were trees.
there was the sky... so vivid.
of the gloomiest light it shone amidst peace.
there was the sun...
painted with richness...
painted with the brush of love.
there was "you".
there was "him".
there were smiles on your faces.
side by side you stood with each other.
t'was a picture of love.
t'was a perfect photograph.
but,
why did you send me this piece of paper?
i could see nothing but... nothing!
was it all in my mind?
were all those pictures just pictures inside my head?
or was that our reality?
is this our reality? :(
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