Sleepwalking Through the City
"Sleepwalking through the city,
I met you under the dim street lamp.
I awoke to find our encounter merely a dream.
A fleeting love that was never meant to be."
I met you under the dim street lamp.
I awoke to find our encounter merely a dream.
A fleeting love that was never meant to be."
♠ ♠ ♠
The first line poped up into my head for no reason. I thought it was good for a story title. I may write a story based on this.