Sunday, September 14, 2008


In my dreams, she drops by,
Sometimes to talk so much, sometimes to just say hi,
Aimlessly to nowhere we're walking,
It's a conversation but I dunno what we're talking,
Meeting her feels so good,
I'd never let go of this moment if I could,
My eyes then do open and i see my own ceiling,
And I wish so much, that I wasn't just dreaming!