Never dreamt of someone of your name,
Never craved to be called a Juliette,
But to me it is now all the same:
I'm a fish that is caught in your net.
Never tried to catch me, though, did you? –
Didn’t even know my name then,
And it’s me, who started talking with you
When, that night, the autumn clock struck ten.
Never thought of anything romantic –
Not for you and me at least, not then,
But my heartbeat started going frantic
Every time I recognized your pen.
Never wanted to pretend or feign,
Though the truth was probably too much,
But I told you that; you changed my name;
Our ways ran close, but seldom touched.
Never dreamt of smiling from the distance –
Not to you, not for so many days;
But you are the light of my existence,
And I think I’ll miss you, anyways.
Never dreamt
© Copyright: Полина Витлина, 2011
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