For once I dreamt:
You and I laughing
In the rain – wet.

When I look straight up
To your ocean eyes,
It was like a dice
Guessing what number
Will we ever compromise.

Until this very day came,
Started to realize
Things are exactly the same;

Starting from the raindrops
That commenced to collide
Into our skin,

To a hand
Trying to reach
Another one,

To a sober person
Seeking for one’s hug,

And up to time,
When I was straight up
Looking at you.
I sigh and asked myself,
“Is this Deja Vu?”.