It was a dream, woven with golden thread,
it melted into my heart and changed me forever...
Like the drops of rain water,
now its my pleasure and my pain...
And the moments that it embraces in itself,
can light a soul like it did to me,
but the memories that it holds together,
can make a rock weep in misery...
The power of the dream can change the world,
it can enlighten towards the better,
it is its own master, if its not with you,
it can even cause bitterness...
But its still a gift, a gift to cherish,
a need, a want, a necessity,
pain, hurt, misery,
a spark, reality and a DREAM...but
its still LOVE and love is all you need.
Author notes
There is so much that I would like to say, I was jerked into reality, my dream is now broken with just the memories and I so..truly..want to weave it again...with all the happiness it had...even more...if only I could make him understand this...My love, my passion for him, the memories that are still with me will last and maybe one day i will be able to revive that is lost, maybe ne day he will come back!!!!
Written September 19th, 2005
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