July 6, 2003
This poem was written last summer, it was a gift. I guess it shows what must have been fundamentally wrong with the relationship. She accepted the gift, but not the Life in a Sunbeam.
yes, this poem is sappy.
yes, it’s romantic.
yes, it’s idealistic.
but if you can’t relate to it, I weep for you.
You can call me simple
For wishing on a stars above
You can tell my I’m crazy
For believing in true love
But I can’t help living in a dreamworld
That’s just the way I am
I can’t help looking on the bright side
Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to stand
I live for every moment
Memorize every trace of a smile
Because I’m so scared of losing you
And have only that memory to push me
So join me in this fantasy land
Be with me a dreamer of dreams
For life gives us only one luxury
Life in the glow of a Sunbeam.