Under the same sky, yet in different paradises—
one may capture a personal horizon, but remain unseen by another. Between the paradise you hold and the one you long to reach lies a quiet distance shaped by longing and love. Beneath the fading glow of sunset skies and swaying palm trees, you imagine walking toward that dreamlike place with someone dear.
Yet, that vision remains just beyond reach. It exists not in your reality, but within the fragile space of dreams. Unlike the paradise you can claim as your own, this one cannot be captured—only imagined.
You have captured countless moments—fleeting scenes, silent memories, fragments of beauty held still in time. But of all the things you have tried to hold onto, there is one you could never capture: you. Not because you lacked the will, but because you were never meant to be mine.
There are words left unspoken, feelings that never found their voice. I could not even bring myself to tell you. And still, I carry a quiet wish—to walk beside you beneath those palm trees, under a sky painted by the setting sun, lingering in that moment until the light finally fades.
But some paradises are not meant to be reached. Some are only meant to be dreamed.
Written by: Cha Salas
