She was like a dream.
Who remembers dreams?
The first blink of sunshine
Washes them off
They do not remain anymore
As she doesn't in my heart
Occasionally I see her though
In the night, in dreams that flood my eyes
In the day, in all the light around me
Occasionally I feel her too
When my heart strikes a beat
And my eyes flash a blink
At other times, I neither feel her nor see her
I know I do not remember her anymore
Who remembers dreams? She was just a dream
But she was more than a dream
She was a life
But I don't remember her anymore
Except at times, when I breathe!
