Serendipity,
Made to die.
To relive reality,
Two hearts stand before one another
Knowing not what one hast to say.
One looks at the other,
The other looks at the one.
Curses serendipity
for not being serene for one.

Every night,
I wish I'm with you.  
Again.
You,
smiling at me.
As ever.

You lean at me,
Trying to sense the tension.
Breaking a smile
And telling me
With your eyes,
That I am safe.
With you.

If dreams were to come true,
I would have long dreamt of you.

I kept my worries in my pocket.
Looked up in the sky,
The again towards my pocket.
I didn't realise when it rained
And washed away the worries from my pocket.

Walking on the road of my heart,
He cramped it.
He was the demon who shouted my name.

I turned back,
To see the wings,
That would help me fly where the oceans and the sky, met.

I tried saying something.
All he heard,
Was the wind painting words which I never said.
"I love you"

My demons shout a story of their love for your angels.
Oh! And You pretend to be deaf to them.