Waiting

Why do you still live in my poems?
What are you doing in my land of dreams?
Why did we meet on that damn voyage?
Why your face in my mind still gleams?

I wish I could find a brand new start,
and you from this nightmare disappear;
Be happy even though we are apart,
and never again have this fear.

Until that day I wait for so long comes,
everyday my heart about you will write;
I don't care what of this words becomes,
as long as I still remember that night.