contemplating.

neither here, nor there.

dying.

i reached my hand out.

so far away,

the sky.

closed my eyes,

tried to paint a picture.

almost eight hours later,

i woke up.

nothing was vivid.

wanted to remember.

but everything felt so unclear.

walked around a little bit,

not sure how,

but i arrived at a cliff.

surprisingly,

someone was there.

she glanced at me,

i didn't die.

cause our eyes

were both clouded.

somehow i felt happy.

to find someone just like me.

with a bit of melancholy,

she said to me,

as i looked over the cliff.

maybe we're here

for the same reason.

cliche as it sounds,

and though i feel nothing.

i don't think this feeling,

may last for a long time.

perhaps we should keep living.

her words,

whether i believed them or not.

that night,

i wondered if she was actually there.

that night,

that day.

i wondered if that was my first time

dreaming.