Little drops of water
Raining down on me
As I lay here
Besides my fantasy
Love that never was
A future that I’ll never see
Yet a flame of hope
Keeps us burning
Soldering, melting, uniting,
Forever forging a half-wit bond
Sweet nothings that fulfil needs
Flowing white silver and blood
Crystalline as the purest stone
Only reflections, it’s not an image
