Foreshadowing You appeared in a dream when I was at one of the lowest points of my life At the time, I did not know you so you were just a ghost in my fantasy A voice so familiar, yet so foreign telling my son to take good care of me I saw your children, of that I am sure we all seemed genuinely happy Hanging out at the beach albeit my son was a bit older than he is now but what is the meaning of this pointless foreshadowing when I cannot make you mine? I have tried several ways, but you always get up and run as soon as i move an inch closer to you and demand the bare minimum of what it takes to keep my heart in one piece But then you let it fall and it shatters into a million pieces that I am trying to pick up, piece by piece, until my entire existence feels like a puzzle I can‘t seem to put together Walking 50 km a month apparently wont let me come closer to a solution, or a reason of what it is that makes you incapable of accepti...