Just a dream?

Sometimes I see him, in my sleep.

Smiling at me. Glancing at me.

My heart skips a beat. 

And this pain is the sweetest thing, 

but it's just a dream.

His eyes. Nothing special with them,

but with the way they make me fly.

Myself turns into something i can't explain,

And I'm speechless,  one more time.

He has no idea what he's making me feel inside,

I had no idea it could ever felt so right,

but somehow, at the same time, 

it makes me feel messed up.

It is just an ilussion, it is just a dream,

"Wake up" - i can hear my friends yelling at me,

but my eyes won't open, 

but my faith won't go away.

This can't go forever, i must say.

"Now it's too late. I've run out of time" - i say.

I felt my tears rolling, rolling down my face.

But I'm surprised, "Have i lost my mind?"

because my eyes were never closed,

in fact, i wasn't sleeping at all.