Dreams of Memories

Maybe life could be empty and yet filled with a void, Maybe it could be full and yet of life devoid, Maybe I could be happy yet a feelingless mess, Maybe the no of the past was just a hidden yes, Maybe dreams were memories that never happened, Maybe life's just a drawing that was misshapened, Maybe the trees dance alone and not with the breeze, Maybe the wind is their music of noteless melodies, Maybe the dusk was painted with a ruby's blood, Maybe rubies were frozen teardrops of a rosebud, Maybe our eyes were made to reflect the stars, Maybe the twilight was born to heal our scars, Maybe it's for the worst, maybe for the best, Maybe it's just coincidence and not a test, Maye the clouds move on to forget the pain, Of being beckoned then scorned time and again, Maybe you don't need me, maybe you do, Maybe I was a wish granted just for you.