Dying of Love

I am dying of having you, truly dying

But my hands cannot reach you yet, never can

I am daring to dream you, though

I am to wimp to speak my mind

Allow me to dream you

And touch you in my mirage

After a while I realize

Dreaming of you is the last chance

Kissing you in my wild desire is the only answer

A chicken like me doesn’t deserve a person like you

If only the rain could get rid of you out of my mind

I would stand under it till all night

Yet, it is only my windless thinking

I am still loving you for nothing

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