Dreams

There are dreams that repeat themselves for unknown reasons.
In one of those dreams I try to call you, but you never answer the phone. It annoys me that we can't talk.
On others I get back to finish my studies, I'm happy to be there, but wishing to come back home and see you.
They never finish, so I never see how it turns out and lets me wondering.
I wish I could go back and see you.
We would have so much to talk about and I could feel someone still cares about me.
This world is cold, cruel and unfair.
It needs more sunshine, understanding and love.
There are days when I'm dissapointed of its ugliness,, when continuing feels too hard.
That's when I need you the most.