Wishful thinking.

Just a dream, just a fantasy

That's what you are,
Wish it were true.
Just another smile,
Just another 'hello', isn't enough.
Wish it were more.
Just the two of us
And the moonlit night,
That's where we should be.
Just a hopeless heart
Under the starry sky,
That's what I have.
Just a dream, just a fantasy,
That's what you are;
Wish you were mine.

I like to sit by the window with a cup of tea for comfort and a book to accompany me. 

I love to watch the raindrops running down my window while the music plays softly on the radio. 

It's the perfect weather for daydreaming.

The sky is gloomy and the streets are empty. 

Sigh! It is the perfect blend of bittersweet memories.

It's 2 0' clock in the afternoon and I am feeling a tinge of sadness, but the cool breeze quickly drives it away. 

The wind is kind, I feel it senses my melancholy.