A dream

I had a dream about you and your dreamy eyes. The same scene, in which you looked me in the eyes, repeating over and over. Call it boring or childish if you will, but it felt quite mature to me. Your eyes closed as we got closer and the world stopped to see it. As the world went on, the scene rewinded back to your eyes and I smiled.

A simple dream was all I needed. A simple dream is what I got. A simple dream is what I'll live.