The inside world Eventhough the hopes of once possible togetherness is already buried But the internal eternal long longingness is yet to run out of gas I think the hopes were buried underneath the parietal region of my skull Because I could sense a shift around the same region on slightest remembrance of her I'm not making this up, there is this shift inside and I could sense it very clearly And I could hardly put this self experienced experience in words, as to how clearly I sense this sudden shift As if the "skilled bones" I mean the skeletons of buried hopes are paving ways to resurface and rekindle hope within me.....again and over again The outside world Walking down the street I do encounter couples spending moments of togetherness At the very instant, my mind comes up with some absurd animated thoughts As to how one day these will count for unwanted dark memory for one, while the other having moved on for someone else With my conciousness burning I do...