I see you. Again.
But the words don’t speak.
The thought could kill.
The senses, weak.
Daydream.
Just say it all.
For me. My wish.
Only in my dreams.
Why is it like this?
Daydream.
But I will go there for some time.
Just to have it all.
A chance taken. Promise kept.
Something hoped to find.
Daydream.
And when you learn to see it through
Take the chance of me and you.

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