We'd walk hand in hand under an umbrella in the rain,
and in the snow — warm each other with a blanket and tea.
We'd be everything to each other —
talking, loving, understanding.
But all of this is just fantasy, just dreams.
Real life is different.
Why did Phuwin catch my attention?
Mmm... His smile. It's so charming — when I see it, I want to smile back. His hands — long fingers like a pianist's — are beautiful. When I look at him, I feel warmth, sunlight. It gets a little easier. It gives me hope that life isn't so bad.
Today I had a strange dream-empty and sluggish.
There was no meaning in it-or maybe there was.
Empty landscapes, empty hallways.
There were no staircases.
Climbing up was hard,
but possible, yet heavy.
An uneasy dream.
I woke up tired.
#DreamState#BuildingMyWay#InnerStrength
This dream tells me that even in emptiness and exhaustion,
even when it feels like I have no strength or meaning left —
I still find a way to rise.
I don't wait for a ready-made elevator. I don't wait for help.
I gather whatever I can and make it carry my weight.
Recently I died in my sleep.
But before my body went limp,
my consciousness asked me:
"Do you want to fight for your life?"
— No, I answered.
But death didn't come easily:
something inside fought for life.
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I feel like I have no skin,
I am in pain from my own thoughts.
Accepting myself — like needles,
They wound and sting.
A white flower on the windowsill
Reminds me of you
On a rainy day.
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