Last night you were in my dreams.
It was a sweet reminder of your touch.
But it went dark, and chaos arose from this gift of you.
Our sunny adventure turned to a stormy one.
How it hurts for even my dreams to taunt me.
In a perfect world, you would be in my life one way or another.
But this world is full of destruction and hate.
When will people see that we need no enemies.
Just love spread through the ages.
I think then we would all know peace.
But until I find you again either dreaming or awake, I'm still going to be searching for my light and hoping I can help light the way for not only myself, but for anyone else who hurts like me.