The undying hope that lives within us, you lend a voice to those unheard figments of our imagination. The heartbreak is imminent and inevitable, yet we cherish the proximity of the moment. Reality, as harsh it is, we run away. We refuse to countenance the profundity of the truth. But at the end, we make peace with it. I guess that is the only way to remain happy. Or else, this world would be full of tears and sorrows!!!

The premise is excellent. A heart rendering fare. Writing is lucid. However, there is always a room to augment the power of words and structures to breathe more soul to the feelings and emotions you are trying to depict. The imagination and anticipation but  only detriment the prospects of mirth. But what can one do, when one is a mere instrument of heart!!