I'll see you in my dreams
In a sequence of scenes with chandelier
Falling down and crashing on the floor
Followed by the glass petals of bloody
Dreams, hopes and perspectives,
Everything will be dark except you,
Glowing under the moonlight just for
Me.
Smiling with your lips closed
And eyebrows with a sigh
Smudged in black mascara and sad,
Looking daunting and caring,
Ready to take me and board the ferry.

I often wake up by then
And see the sun rising
Birds chirping, light streaks shining,
Through these hollow crevices
Of my heart where this story dwells
Without an end.

- The Hopeless Romantic