Once,
I had a dream,
you and I,
sharing the rest of our lives.

I had a dream,
where you could not hear me
screaming.

I wake up,
unease,
looking for you all over.

I wanna wake up
when you come back.
Too late for being dreaming about it.

We fell down into fighting.
You were always the first giving up.
I get used to close the doors,

you leave open in me.

I don't dream about us anymore,
happening in the way I wanted to.