Thursday, December 22, 2011

On The Way Home

When the dream came
I held my breath
with my eyes closed.
I went insane,
Like a smoke ring day
When the wind blows.
Now I won't be back
Till later on
If I do come back at all.
But you know me,
And I miss you now.

In a strange game
I saw myself as you knew me.
When the change came,
And you had a
Chance to see through me.
Though the other side
Is just the same
You can tell
My dream is real.
Because I love you,
Can you see me now?

Though we rush ahead
To save our time
We are only what we feel.


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