Wish

 

I stand beside you.

You are staring at me. I look at you.

You look deep into my eyes.

We smile at us. You take my hand.

And then we go along the path.

You and me. All alone, this beautiful path along.

 

And again, I wake up again on.

It was only a dream, like every time.

 

I wish it were like that, like in my dreams.

I wish you were here by my side.

As in my dreams. Why can not the reality even be beautiful?

Noch nicht ganz fertig.