searching
a million tomorrows
for yesterday’s joy.
lost between
wish and
regret.
today’s laughter rings hollow
against the surety
of what could be.
of what would be,
if the Universe
would only obey me.
searching
a million tomorrows
for yesterday’s joy.
lost between
wish and
regret.
today’s laughter rings hollow
against the surety
of what could be.
of what would be,
if the Universe
would only obey me.