You fell in love with the idea of him
You refuse to leave, although it is grim

How everyone sees the red flag
Yet, about him, you brag

He's not that bad, they will come around
How can you say that with such a sad sound

Perhaps it's the fear of finding no other man
No one else... Although, you can

Or, maybe, I'm simply jealous
Much too overzealous

Because while you fell in love with the idea of him
I might have fallen in love with the idea of you

I dreamt of your smile
So soft and pure
And those brown eyes
Were the only cure

I dreamt of your eyes
Like rivers of chocolate
And your laugh
Snapped me out of it

I dreamt of your laugh
Which filled my ears
I'd like to keep hearing it
For all my years

I dreamt of you
And then I woke up
But none of the dream
Was nearly enough

Hello seems simple
A greeting, nothing more
Yet, if so,
Why am I regretting yours?

The sand falls onto my head
The waves crash into the glass
And the glass shatters
I stay where I am

For if I move, the tide may lower
And the tsunamis in my head will grow
Free of the hourglass, I stand in the sand
I stay where I am

Flashing colors
A tightening of the lungs
Then, a loss of consciousness

And I free myself again