What would you like?

what would you like, my friend?

Would you like to cry

over some love lost forever?

Or over a broken heart, maybe,

you cannot mend, howsoever?

Then you are here;

and I am here for you, forever

Speak out your mind

from within your black hole

Maybe in part;

but preferably in whole

Tell me of your regrets

and unburden your soul

Tell me of your dreams,

that they once stole

I will wrap your regrets,

in the moist leaves of understanding

Will preserve them well,

without any judgment or branding

Your regrets will rest there forever;

no pointed fingers, no accusers standing

Just complete within themselves;

neither dangling nor hanging

Each dream of yours, a fallen star;

and I will hang that star in the hall

The hall of unfulfilled dreams;

so large and spacious, yet missing a ball

Your dreams will hang there in balance,

dark engravings on a cold marble wall

Just complete within themselves,

neither large nor small

But don’t you worry;

don’t you worry at all

You will never truly part

from your regrets, one or all

You will never truly abandon

your dreams, one or all

They will be your part forever,

their load, you will always haul

They will be waiting for you

the day you will be born anew

In new forms, shapes and colors,

bright and dull, white and blue

You will embrace them once more;

they will be standing in a queue

The cycle will restart,

without you having a clue

But with your rebirth,

I will be born again too

To be by your side,

the flower and the morning dew

I will always be the custodian,

your dreams and regrets, so many or few

You will be there,

and I will be there with you