perhaps the time we had is lost,
like the sand that slips
from our fist.

perhaps what we had was never real,
like the glow of the moon which
illuminates the dark night.

perhaps we were never meant to be,
like the waves of tides that
never permanently stay.

perhaps the promises we made were empty,
an illusion just like the blue sky
hollow and deceptive.

perhaps it was love,
and this is just heartbreak.

-Awditi