Hey guys! Here’s a haiku from me!
Promises of eternal love,
Reckless adventures and bright, fluffy days
Make up truly false hope.
And I believe what I’ve written with all my heart, because such promises can never be true. They sound surreal, don’t they? But I can’t resist hoping… I can’t resist promising myself such a future.
Seems like I can do with a leeeeetle bit of surrealism in my daily dosage of life.