It is completely unbearable
to wake up from such
perfect dreams
only to
be
Violently shoved back into
reality where we are
not together at
all.
It makes my tears burn five
times as hot, when you
look at me and
smile.
That smile is just a smile to
you, just a friendly
gesture.
While that "gesture" is my
entire world, it is the
very air that I
breathe.
So when you ask me what I dream,
you can understand why I can't
say: "You smiling at me, and
every smile is like glue,
mending my world
that was once
shattered by
you."