I always had this dream....
Through the misty roads of the valleys
I was riding a bike...a motorcycle...not sure what it was...
Black...No! It was more like a shade of grey
I could feel the breeze wizzling past my ears
And the mist made it look like it wasn't earth...but heaven
It was a wonderful feeling....of passion and happiness
But each time I glanced the side-mirror...
All I could see was the fog with it's shining white blanket
But now I wasn't feeling thrilled...Not anymore...
I felt I was missing something...Didn't quite know what it was...
Until..., until today
Now I have this same beautiful dream...
The mist..., the valleys ..., the bike....
Everything's same... Except...
That part where I looked the side mirror...
It wasn't the white shades...nor the greenish valley
It was something much more beautiful...
Something that made me skip a beat...
It was.......
You...
And I knew what I missed....
That beautiful feeling... That feeling called Love.
