The dream reflects

As a mirror, my soul.

I seek you. I walk up and down the stairs. There's a myriad of people, but you are nowhere to be found.

I find everyone but you. And I know you are somewhere.

And I walk on and on and on.

To strive, to seek, to find

And not to yield.

the pleasure

The privilege was mine.

No dots left to connect

 

hopes

of a sign, vanish. 

and rightly so, I guess.

Glad

 

Enjoy the silence

The only gift that suits me.