Inclined at the time to reach for you,
and to head upwards and onwards up the stairs,
in a romantic state of mind, wanting you, needing you,
wanting to see you then rudely awaking from a dream,
awaking to see I never knew you all the time,
and how frustrating it is,
all these people that you meet in your dreams,
people that you never get to know that well,
people that are always so quick to say goodbye,
and they vanish so quickly, when you open your eyes,
and only for a second,
can you remember their faces mostly,
and then they are gone,
like the people on the street who pass you by,
there are so many,
but how many of the people of the world that you meet,
will you fall in love with,
and how many are in love, I wonder at any one time.
