I imagined something... I cannot live love with you!
Come alive in my eyes like a trembling light
It isn’t enough just to look
I narrow my eyes away from the world
In my dreams, I think what if we were like a novel;
A love that the reader would want to read again… that those who dislike would feel its absence… But such lies exist only in movies.
And like waking from a dream;
A road leading to heaven… and protect me like a heart that loves without being loved. I guess this is what I needed most, right?
A lover would say, “Look into my eyes!” in a calm yet dangerous tone.
“Do these eyes seem familiar from somewhere?”
Wouldn’t those eyes, sky blue, in which one could get lost, seem familiar to the beloved?
These days I ask you many questions, but there is a reason.
Real life and the life in our imaginary world are not the same. Have you ever imagined while thinking about real life?
