You must be sleeping now...
I will type quietly so I will not wake you up...
Tonight's poem for you is silent...
As I don't want to disrupt your sleep...
No one will be able to hear it...
Only you can hear it in your dreams...
If when you wake up tomorrow you feel you dreamed of a poem...
I will be happy...
After all...
Hearing about you dreaming of a poem...
Is this poet's dream...

Yesterday I noticed your eyes...
Today I said I like you...
Tomorrow I will probably say I love you...
I wish yesterday had happened 20 years ago...
You mean so much to me...
That in 20 years I will probably still see you as the beautiful angel I met...
Yesterday...

Poems are just whispers in the wind if there is no one to listen to them...
A poem without a reader is like a night without stars...
Like a full moon when no one is looking at her...
A poem is like a galaxy to be discovered....
by a reader who will treasure it in their heart..


...poetry comes from the soul
the soul knows no boundaries..
it transcends time and space...
light and dark...
poetry only exists in the eyes of the reader,,,,
or the senses or the listener...
and the heart of the writer....

Suddenly I can't see the moon...
Or the stars...
Everything is black and white...
You were my universe...
But like a star that implodes to become a black hole...
My world collapsed...
And I was left in a vacuum...
And I feel as if floating in an endless universe of sadness...
This must be the teary way galaxy astronomers talk about...
I never asked for eternal love...
I only asked for honesty...
And you were not honest with me...
I can't think of anyone in the whole galaxy...
That feels as disenchanted as I feel today...
But, as sad as I am today...
My days are only bound to become brighter...
Even if slowly...
For if there is no eternal love...
There is no eternal pain either...

I gave you my heart...
And you gave it away...
Did I really lost your heart?...
Now I believe I never had it...
Now I need to win my life back...
I now realize all these years I have been living on one heart only...
It will no be different now...
Except at least now I know I'm on my own...
And it feels as painful as not having a heart at all...

There is a full moon tonight...
Bright and beautiful...
Thousand full moons together are no match for the warm and sweetness of your eyes...
I will stand under the moon light tonight and repeat one thousand times...
I love you...
Maybe neither you or the moon will hear it...
But it's true...
I love you...

It is raining hard today...
It would be impossible to count the number of rain drops...
The same way it would be impossible to estimate the number of times I think of you...
Perhaps more times than the number of rain drops on a rainy day...
Thinking of you makes a rainy day feel like a sunny one...
And a sunny day an eternal spring day...