relinquished dreams

Relinquished Dreams

There is
no more
happiness.


No more
tragic
disappointment.


Tragic disappointment
is a
reflection of
happiness.


There are
pleasant moments
& melancholy
evenings stitched
with memories.


Memories are
not feelings.


Memories are
echoes of
feelings.


They are
weightless.


This is
what happens,
eventually.

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