Who, What, When?

I sometimes doubt: Was that my imagination or the reality that was so sound?
Don't you sometimes feel the memories of our past become sweeter than they were indeed?

We long for unexperienced feelings, whereas the feelings we once felt were always better than today's.

Who will satisfy us? What will satisfy?

When?

Lost Words

Words are floating in my head and some feelings are filling my chest. What am I doing?

Nothing.

The words just can't reach to these lines nowadays. How much I miss to get lost among them...

Today my words are.

But, I wonder:

Where am I?

Reality vs God

I refused to believe in reality-death, but
I chose to believe in an illusion-god. And in the end neither of them helped much:

Reality shattered me into pieces and god never existed.

Feelings

Years and years pass. Some feelings shrink. The others just grow in the direction we don't want.