Sahara

We must cry
For unattainable objects
whom we care more than ourselves
But end realising it impossible.
There are the stars, unforgettable thus unforgivable.
I lie down the sand and open everywhere.
The sky lays down its stars
And gently pounds upon me.
This night
Is already dreamt;
Passed, memorized,
Thus disappeared at all.
Dearest moments never come back
And by that we can think of them
Millions and millions more
And still miss them

Memory never becomes a truth
So does love, my love
Is never distorted, never faded
We are never meant to be
You know, we are never meant to be