endless dreams …these dreams are torturing me… …these endless dreams are not planning to abandon me,are they?… …i see you in the middle of the night,under the black sky and you’re there but you can’t see me,cos i’m not a part of you and you know that you are a part of me… …so i see you there,standing and listening only what you want to hear,cos you only hear what your ears want to hear and you only see what your eyes want to see… …but,you can’t see this reality that has grown between the two of us,this personal and very much pure reality-now,can ya?… …you forgot those precious things that we use to share.you forgot how important that was to us and still is,to me… but how can i blame you?!? …oh, just realized that you don’t really know me,you don’t really love me and all… …you don’t care for me the way i care for you… ………so,sorry for believing you……… ………so,sorry for trusting you……… ………so,sorry for expecting all those dreams from you……… ………so,sorry for taking you under my wing……… ………so,sorry for revealing my sweet self to you……… …but still… …these endless dreams are still here… …these big dreams,these great expectations will stay here forever… …and i still dream that you’ll find me in this web of unknowndness… …i still dream that you’ll figure me out,that you’ll dream these endless dreams about me-(how selfish,I know)…
ditto on that one, I like the use of the periods. It almost makes the poem itself look kinda dreamy. Sweet poem again.
love reading your comments.this one was written years ago,after a very tumultuos time in my life... take care and god bless, marina
