WHY

Why does someone touch my heart?

Why do I stop breathing?

Why doesn’t my heart sleep?

Because I think you would come in my dreams.

Why do I love you would you say yes to me?

Why I think you though you said no to me?

Why do I look at you with eyes closed?

Why my heart does want to sit beside you?

As you are watching the wind.

Why I want to watch the wind with you?

I wonder if you are real or just a dream.

Why when I see her, I stand silent and still?

Why do I run to look her when you are away from me?

Why I do search for you still?

Though I know, you are just a dream

From my imagination.