Dreaming in a forest of imagination, where the sun never rises and the moon reflects infinitely across a pool of creativity, I find you there. Shall I approach? Or perhaps keep my distance. Who are you? Are you the same? Closed eyes and serenity bring back memories of wishing on stars, and believing that forever is never ending, as is love. Or so we heard. I wait motionless, holding my breath in fear that any escape of air from my lungs will result in a catastrophic chain of events. Words need to be spoken, but if neither of us can say what we want then we'll disengage, fall apart. I miss endless nights, those whispers between two young lovers. I wish for the past, fear the future, and am imprisoned in the present.


I am Ahrima13,

a dreamer, wish maker, a 20 year old planning an escape to find a place in this world.

I'm lost, and I'm so wishing to be found