I hail from the realm of illusions, where confused comings and goings intertwine. The insistence on history fuels my soul. I believe, losing myself in the pages of novels, where dreams and reality blur into one. My heart sways with the rhythm of deliveries and then regrets, a dance of longing and relinquishment.

I am born of aching nostalgia, where memories linger like sweet whispers in the night. The harrowing waits carve deep into my soul, each moment stretching into eternity. Yet, in this world of ephemeral moments and eternal hopes, I find a beauty that transcends the ordinary, a love that defies the boundaries of time and space… 😔

©️ Beatriz Esmer