i cling to you like – spider webs –

     you brush away!

i wrap myself inside your thoughts,

submerge myself within your silent eyes –

     yet you don’t – see me,

          don’t even – feel me…

how is it – my precious friend –

     your life can be so – full,

          so closed?

i take just so little room –

     a hurried breath,

     or thought,

     or maybe just a simple – sigh!

please make some room for this scared dream –

     or else – i die!