Memoirs of a pessimist

How far is  near?

I was reading my thoughts when I saw her
she stands closely far, seemingly unreal
as if she was faking her imperfections
Her warmth chillingly mars her smile
I know she doesn't mean it
but what if she does?
Doubts creep into my head
as I witness another human
perplexedly simple, comfortably lost
in a world far from my own
yet in a world close to home
Do we make the same mistakes? I wonder
As I stumble upon a clue to make it true
maybe she belongs to my world of imagination
her realness more trouble so
I only know she stands closely far.

Reviews

[ANTO]

quite the enimgatic piece here. Are those we create in our imagination also creating in theirs - wow - russian dolls - infinite mirrors and 'windmills in my mind' have all started to appear - Im not into that at the moment!!
Very cool - Dali-esque writing Samuel Dave.
Thanks for sharing

[Samuel Dave]

Thanks for the encouraging review, I like to think we love the potential in others and by this love they become more. Maybe we also become more. :)

[ANTO]

ah ... a feedback loop of postivity if you will. Wow ! - cool ...
:)

[ANTO]

*positivity

[Samuel Dave]

yeah this would be my first night of positive insomnia.... it's still cool.... :)

[Tales Of A Dreamer]

Wow. Beautiful, it leaves such lingering thoughts.

[Samuel Dave]

Thanks so much..... :)