Do you know what I think about when its chilly, dark and crying? Will you hold my shivering palm in yours and brush my fingertips?
I yearn for realities that never will be real While you live in the opposite galaxy. When will our dreams collide, I dream Or will mine fall like autumn leaves.
Sometimes I wish you can see through impenetrable pieces of my mind. But other times I shield from you demons that no one should find.
Like the planets revolving around the Sun, my entirety is bound to you. Yet like the opposing Sun and moon, You don't orbit around me, do you?
Will you love me Not half but whole? Will you love me broken, though?
I'll cover my ears when you speak; because never, never in my monochrome dreams, do things flow exactly as I think.