Poetry

Broken Dreams

Some of our dreams feel real, and we don’t want them to end. Sometimes we live according to this dream, and we often forget about reality. We live for these fantasies to be real. Maybe soon.

As I closed my eyes,

I dreamed of you and me

Drifting along and getting lost

At the streets of loneliness

Holding each other’s hands

While laughing at each other’s silliness

 

As I closed my eyes,

I told myself,

“I don’t want this dream to end.”

Because I know

By the time I open my eyes

Everything will be just dreams —

Thrown away in the clouds of reality

 

As I closed my eyes,

All these reveries

Were shattered and crumbled

Into tiny pieces

That no one can bring

The bits of fantasy together

Perhaps I’ll always wish

That everything will remain as dreams.

 

Because in my dreams,

You are so real.

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