I’m dead-tired and literally swaying
If I lie down even for a moment, I’ll probably fall aspleep
That is, if I don’t start thinking about him
The reason I’m so sleep-deprived is because of my obsession
It doesn’t really help to calm down and rest
When all I can do is to recall again and again why is it so
Gorgeous
Thrilling
Exciting my nerves
Turning my reality into dream and my dream into something unobtainable
While all I see through the window is so cold
So white
So different from what I wish to see
So pure
So strange to believe in the fact that one day all of this
That we say, remember and forget day by day
Will appear
Will last for so long as we’ll let it be
Will vanish
As it burns out with yellow flame