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.
