Pretended to be you, I lost myself.

In pretended wisdom, I misplaced my true understanding.

Vanity abandoned, yet living for its transient charm.

The past lingered, overshadowing the unseen tomorrow.

Life surfaced as the forgotten past faded away.

Unseen in your past, destined for your future.

In the act of writing, I express.

In the art of reading, you absorb.

you smile, I smile.

In this connection, a graceful narrative unfolds.



© Sage