I'd blame it on the weather,
But these sunny days just mock me,
And in my sleep, my dreams show me pictures of
What I would like us to be;
Dancing and singing and laughing through
Shimmering summer fields,
Freedom radiating throughout the ground around us.
The sounds around us echoing from our hearts.
I know it's just a dream,
But it's so...
Beautiful...
Black...
Flash white...
I wake up to this same old room,
Your eyes still flickering in my mind,
Flashes of nonexistent summer days from my dreams,
Plaguing my mind with your essence...
It's sickeningly beautiful.
But I pushed you away,
And keep running away,
But we move in