My Dream
My Dream
My dream
Just you and me,
All alone
Standing under a tree.
I can’t recognize your voice
Or see your face.
You once gave me a choice
Before you walked away.
Now I made my choice,
And you made yours…
And now,
When the leaves are falling.
I’m standing alone
And still calling,
That one name
Of my one, my only love.
Still waiting
For him to come.
I still can’t see his face
Standing so far away
Here I’ll always wait
for his embrace.
The name
What was first vague.
That one name
Becomes clearer.
That name…
My dream ends, I awake.
But knowing that one name
And I can’t help thinking:
Love is such a f*cked up game.
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