There was once a time,

That I dreamed for what felt like eternity -

It was all too real, 

And it left a long lasting curse upon me.

 

In my dream,

You appeared -

Harbouring a cold heart, but never a word.

A thought had crossed my mind -

"You and I only exist in a reality of non-existance."

So, take my hand and follow me -

Down an empty path where nobody can come between.

 

I think that for you,

The moment we met -

Was the start of it all.

I realise now, 

That for me - it was the unavoidable end.

 

For a short time, we were alone -

Our hearts were hidden,

Beneath the scars that opened and bled,

Beneath the recurring nightmares -

That the two of us experienced together.

 

I always had the habit,

Of speaking your thoughts for you -

You see, you and I are the same,

Neither of us had been born yet.

We conquered this dream,

Our world -

Our very own existance.

 

I stand before you, 

I see a glint in your eyes -

I know,

You and I are sharing the same thought.

I offer you my hand to take,

Maybe that moment was too late -

Because you only recoil, and send me off alone.

 

The darkness you and I were enveloped within,

Is the darkness that took me, and only me -

Shrouded within light, 

And a gentle smile upon your lips,

You waved at me good-bye.

 

The spot where you had stood upon,

Suddenly appeared empty.

My selfish greed had gotten the better of me.

I had thought -

"What is the point of existing, when the two of us could have eternity?"

 

It was your time,

I continued down the empty path without you -

And I could've sworn that I heard a baby's cry

Ringing in my consciousness,

You have been born -

Somehwere I could never reach you.