Just Something

4/3/2026.

“In the abundance of water
The fool is thirsty.”
Wise words for a young man
too blind to see the cruxes of his dreams.
Death and deceit lie hanging in the air
as we all clung to his feet
It was like the world collapsed underneath,
And my eyes couldn’t even procure a gleam.
I remember your eyes were blue and open
And you yourself were a reem
It’s all over now, and my tears slowly start to stream
Remembering what I thought true love could be.