my feelings mean nothing.
not to you, nor any longer to me.
do i give up my dreams?
are they not just utter nonsense?
surely i have learned that there is not
enough time for utter nonsense.
no, indeed, there are so many practical
matters to take care of.
yet the utter nonsense of my dreams
keeps hope of a more lively future alive.
are you worth the death of my dreams?