Ninety nine 99

I dreamt of you.

I dreamt of you,

And in this dream of mine,

Your friend passed me a book,

A diary,

Of your thoughts,

That you couldn't say out to me.

I read page by page,

And each page that i read, 

Make me weep silent tears,

For i thought my existence had been worthless to you.

But inside this diary, my existence,

It means everything to you.

My mind starts to contradict,

But my heart starts to forgive.

And when it came to the final page,

I couldn't help it no more,

I cried.

And in this dream,

At that very moment,

You hugged me from behind,

And said the words, that i'd been longing,

For so long to hear.

And these words you said, 

Glued my heart back together,

And because of these words you said,

My mind starts to forgive you too.

These powerful words,

Three things you said,

Please forgive me,

Please let me hear your voice again,

Please let me love you.

Those were the words i'm searching for,

And those words, made me alive back again.

And then i woke up.

And i searched.

For those words,

Those words,

They never exist.