bitter-sweet...

She falls asleep,
to the bitter-sweet,
rhythmic melodies,
inside her head,
of hopes and dreams.
Yet she fears,
because she fell inlove with you,
but she is unsure,
"did you ever fall inlove with me?"
Though you said it and still do,
she still wonders,
tries not to regret,
and disbelieves,
the simple things,
she hopes you meant,
and still mean.
The things you said,
echoing,
inside her head,
as she dreams,
in disbelief.

She falls asleep,
into a slumber so sweet,
in disbelieve,
of the sweet things,
you said,
still echoing,
inside her head,
breaking her heart,
and,
soon she'll have to be,
making up her mind,
in you does she see,
what she needed to find?