A Dream That Slipped Away

This is how our story begins. First we start with act one. Night rain on

empty streets. Warmth fades as spirits rise. A stranger knocks at the door.

A laugh beneath disguise. Lantern light turns cold. Shadows twist and

climb. A choice that should be simple starts slipping out of line.

Now we move to act two. She walks where moonlight dies. Her voice is

soft and warm. A promise from the dark that pulls him far along.

The path begins to blur. Her smile feels like a lie. He follows without

meaning. She never says goodbye. I lived a life that never