How will you answer

Lost in time,
weaved with memories,
It was but an old house,
With an old balcony which gives beauty to it's view.
I could stand and stare from the balcony,multitudes pass by the road,
yet am begging for my sight for l could see none but an empty road.
Remind me of the time ,deprive me of the crown, of deligence.
Reasons for the failure to make you mine spinned inside my soundy mind,filled with consequential fantasy l create every time the wheel reenact.
l am thinking ,things weren't supposed to be the way there are,How did l fail to connect the darts?.
And in the world of my fantasy am thinking when we reunite, What would l ask? and How would you answer?.

© Stability facing insanity