a postmort misunderstanding

in life, k. had been a celebrated poet, and is immortal poems were studied in literature classes many years after his demise. his words were sad, full of sorrow, whispering about loss and forsaken dreams, about fallen love and deception, about rising hate and utter despair. and those were the meanings the teacher taught to her students year after year. what she never dreamed of was that k. had the most wonderful life, and that his words never spoke about the way his life had been indeed - but the way his life could have been.