By Gianna Mulvey
I lose myself everyday
In wonders of false worlds
With people whom I’ve never met
And stories fabricated from time
After the last page has been turned
And there are no words left to ponder
I wonder why I feel so empty on the inside
After all the journeys I have encountered
The friends I’ve made along the way
And the love stories I’ve watched blossom
I sometimes forget
That they never really existed at all
Yet somehow
They still exist inside me
Lasting memories that will linger for ages to come
