You were in my far past,
And I'm moving on.
You were in my dream,
so real, it felt like we're living in reality.
T'was a novel-like dream,
of stardust and strawberry cream.
You called, and I found you walking around your office warily.
I knocked, but you seemed busy.
I waited.
Time could be as cruel as the weather,
the agony of waiting to rain felt forever.
After the unsettling hours of standstill,
I saw you at the doorway, waiving at someone who looked exactly like me.
An apparition or just my anxiety toying with me?
My footsteps came to a halt, I can't move.
I saw how your eyes sparkle and your smiles danced with hers.
It was sheer, unyielding happiness.
Every heartbeat was harrowing,
every breath tormented my lungs within.
I heard myself screaming your name, but words never came.
Tears sprung, with trembling knees I turned and walked away.
I was weak and the joy of seeing you after eons were replaced with anguish and melancholy.
Oh, how I wish it was me who you held hands and walked away with.
Or how I wish I wasn't there to see how happy you are with someone else.
Time and time again, I'd like to say goodbye, to you in my dreams..
because subconscious dreaming can be as savage as the weather,
it will never consider your stress when it blows.
And I'm moving on.
You were in my dream,
so real, it felt like we're living in reality.
T'was a novel-like dream,
of stardust and strawberry cream.
You called, and I found you walking around your office warily.
I knocked, but you seemed busy.
I waited.
Time could be as cruel as the weather,
the agony of waiting to rain felt forever.
After the unsettling hours of standstill,
I saw you at the doorway, waiving at someone who looked exactly like me.
An apparition or just my anxiety toying with me?
My footsteps came to a halt, I can't move.
I saw how your eyes sparkle and your smiles danced with hers.
It was sheer, unyielding happiness.
Every heartbeat was harrowing,
every breath tormented my lungs within.
I heard myself screaming your name, but words never came.
Tears sprung, with trembling knees I turned and walked away.
I was weak and the joy of seeing you after eons were replaced with anguish and melancholy.
Oh, how I wish it was me who you held hands and walked away with.
Or how I wish I wasn't there to see how happy you are with someone else.
Time and time again, I'd like to say goodbye, to you in my dreams..
because subconscious dreaming can be as savage as the weather,
it will never consider your stress when it blows.
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