The Nightmare
I had a dream last night,
It was you and me together.
You held me tight and you
never kept me out of sight.
And then I saw the light.
I had to wake up chasing
your shadow; your radiant
smile that wasn't for me
cut me slowly
like a dull knife
which kept me bleeding.
I felt the heaven's crying.
I had my yellow umbrella
And then she came
soaked by the rain.
You loved the rain.
I hated my umbrella,
I hated the rain,
I hated her, I hated you.
Well, you know what?
Sometimes, hating is
easier than loving.
(for b.n.g.)
