Already 3 years are gone by,
But your still often on my mind.
The day it stopped has left a scar, which never really seem to heal.
The pain you've cost by walking out, which after all this time I still can feel...
That pain became a part of me, it creeped into my all.
It's in my heart, it's in my mind, my body and my soul.
And although a part of me movend on and personally I grew,
There's still a piece of me wandering, looking around for you.
Last night I dreamed of you, of us, it felt so goddamn real,
All of a sudden you stood there saying;
"love tell me how you feel,
If I told you, the grass is not green, the sky is not blue, without you by my side.
If I told you, without you near, my world is dark instead of bright..."
Right after those words I woke up, by the shimmering light of day...
My dream left with the night, but those words won't go away.
So I am awake now sitting here, writing poems about you...
And for once hoping that this dream I had, one day will come true.