I stopped dreaming
I lie awake at night
I do not sleep
I count and recalculate
I let the shooting stars
To rest in peace
I don’t even dream during the day
As I walk the streets in the wrong direction
I forgot the keys again
I’m not dreaming
of the hammock where we sleep in
Your palm on your shoulder
Heartbeat on the earlobe
The waves caressing the shore
I completely forgot
That I used to think
That it is possible
To dream
That anything is possible
