Dreaming of a cerulean sky
A lovely smile and tender eyes
Petals falling as if it rained
This flowerbed is where I lie
Tuis dance above the trees
And sing their favourite melodies
Is this a real or fantasy?
These bed sheets know the best of me

Nothing lasts forever
Some things will never feel the same
Soon the lush greens will fade away
The cicadas will make their bed
Hollow will be the falling sky
As I face existential dread
But soon enough
Summer will return
As if the sun had never left

The day was still young
My mind chose to leave
All solitude left
No more summer breeze
Flowers decayed
The sun harshly beamed
Slowly but surely
I fell into a dream
Her eyes stole my words
I was too stunned to speak
Only witness her smile and the soft sunlight on her cheeks

I live not to remember
Or else these days will repeat
The memories and their echoes will never leave
Spring has become hollow
Like a lost fever dream
Maybe all this time just means nothing
And nothing has become me
Some days feel endless
As if sleep will not come
Other days feel too precious
To accept they are gone
Live not just for the moment
But the moments yet to come
Or you will feel stranded with no one to love

Picture perfect eyes
Silent little lies
A tender touch
Losing love
A lost lullaby
Desolate dreams
Slumber fell in empty sheets
Naive and twenty-nine
It was not meant to be
The rainfall came and spoke to me
To let me rest and put me to sleep