In the heart of a bustling city, there lived a Dreamsmith—a quiet soul capable of crafting beautiful visions of futures yet unseen. Every night, he shaped his dreams with painstaking detail, believing that what he visualized could one day become real.
One evening, as he sat sketching a radiant cityscape beneath the moon, a weary man approached—The Doubter, worn down by years of disappointment. Doubter: “Why do you waste your heart on fantasies? The world isn’t made from visions, but from stone and sweat—and broken hopes.” Dreamsmith: “The world begins in the mind, friend. Imagine a road: the clearer you see it, the closer you are to walking it.” Doubter: “But hope can hurt as much as it can heal. What good is dreaming if reality cares nothing for your plans?” Dreamsmith: “Dreams paint the outlines; actions fill them in. It’s not wrong to dream. Every stone laid was once imagined. Every triumph began as a fragile idea.” Doubter: “So we are to be fools, then—building castles in the air while ruin nips at our heels?” Dreamsmith: “Not fools—builders. To dream only is to drift, but to see no tomorrow is to wither. Reality is neither enemy nor friend; it’s the shape we carve with courage and persistence.” The Doubter sat in silence, watching as the Dreamsmith returned to his sketches, each line bold, each color bright with possibility. Doubter: “And what if the world crushes our visions?” Dreamsmith: “Then we stand, dust off the debris, and begin again. Reality isn’t just what happens; it’s also what we dare to make.” A wind swept through the city, carrying with it the faint scent of hope. The Doubter lingered, feeling for the first time in years the quiet pull of possibility. This exchange highlights the eternal tension within the human spirit: our yearning to imagine, our skepticism born from disappointment, and the resilience that keeps us shaping reality despite it all. To dream is to risk disappointment, but to abandon vision is to give up the very power that moves us forward.
If attached to a painful memory that you no longer want to keep
You learn from childhood that You must suppress your feelings
You tell me “they are something you just don’t do“
At the same time, you wipe the tears away and say
Shoo fly shoo
We both fear abandonment
You dismissively avoid and I anxiously attach
A magnetic connection
Prone to an abrupt dispatch
No, I won’t talk
I’ll just listen
Write another poem
About what we’re missin’
The hardest thing I’ve ever done
Caught between two realities
With or without you
Which will be my finality?
RSP
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DCG
Already Gone
Song by Kelly Clarkson ‧ 2009
Remember all the things we wanted Now all our memories, they’re haunted We were always meant to say goodbye Even with our fists held high It never would have worked out right, yeah We were never meant for do or die
I didn’t want us to burn out I didn’t come here to hurt you now I can’t stop
I want you to know That it doesn’t matter Where we take this road Someone’s gotta go And I want you to know You couldn’t have loved me better But I want you to move on So I’m already gone
Looking at you makes it harder But I know that you’ll find another That doesn’t always make you wanna cry Started with a perfect kiss Then we could feel the poison set in Perfect couldn’t keep this love alive
You know that I love you so I love you enough to let you go
I want you to know That it doesn’t matter Where we take this road Someone’s gotta go And I want you to know You couldn’t have loved me better But I want you to move on So I’m already gone
I’m already gone Already gone You can’t make it feel right When you know that it’s wrong I’m already gone Already gone There’s no moving on So I’m already gone
Remember all the things we wanted Now all our memories, they’re haunted We were always meant to say goodbye
I want you to know That it doesn’t matter Where we take this road Someone’s gotta go And I want you to know You couldn’t have loved me better But I want you to move on So I’m already gone
I’m already gone Already gone You can’t make it feel right When you know that it’s wrong I’m already gone Already gone There’s no moving on So I’m already gone
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