When you smiled into my life
I smiled when strings of your guitar played song for me
Together we build up house of dreams
Painted it with red roses
It’s been awhile since you set it on fire
Still........
I walked inside with wreaked heart
Where all windows of love were ash
Blooming flowers of memories were smashed
Walls of hope were collapsed
Roof of warmth were broken
And salty water of my eyes were leaking it
I was trying to collect me from that house
You were already gone
It was house of dreams
It was our home....
When I look at it.......
Now it seem like mere broken blurred memory
But still I can smell fresh paint
It still feels like you, still have your smell
New way is waiting for me now outside
New house I need to build for just “me”
I’ll find new socks which won’t leave me cold feet
on the floor of lost “us”
House of dreams.........
Trashed.
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