Reality within a dream.

I'm scared of not knowing love before I die

so I haven't noticed how love passes close to me

how can I miss something I've never had?

let me sleep beside you to feel warmth

even if the wounds vanish

you know you were hurt once

the invisible scar gets wider

and a part of you dies

don't wake me up if you go

'cause I dream.

We mustn't become attached to material goods

I didn't ask to be born into this shell

that would crack someday

who is going to wait for me?

just having you for one more day

I know my heart isn't hurt

can I become attached to feelings?