In whispered whispers of the night's embrace, We wove our dreams, each a sacred space.
But as dawn's light breaks the spell we've spun, Reality whispers: dreams and truth are one.
Through misty veils, we chased elusive dreams,
But reality's touch, like gentle streams, Guides us back to the shores of what is real, Where fantasies fade, yet truths reveal.
Though bittersweet the taste of letting go,
In acceptance lies a tranquil flow.
For in the depths of the heart's true view,
Lies the beauty of what is, tried and true.
© Azz_lia