Something about Something...

There is a moment,
Where you wanted to turn the time,
Backwards to where it’s most pleased you,
Is it called greedy?
No…it isn’t,
It is desire…

There is a place,
Where you wanted to go the most,
Reminiscing your past,
Even if it means you have to leave everything,
That you now possess,
Is it called useless?
No…it isn’t,
It is hope…

There is something,
That you wanted to do the most,
Even you can’t really do it,
What do they called it?
I don’t know,
But I called it dream…

There is someone,
That you wanted to be with,
To share with,
Even once, you were heavily dampened by that someone,
Is it called stupid? Or crazy?
No…it isn’t,
It is love…