Poor Dreamer. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

Poor dreamer.
No always the things are the way you think, and no always has to be right.
You are like a dream and me only a poor dreamer, you are like a dream that I don’t want to wake up from it, that is why my eyes I would never like to open.
Dreaming is the way I would like to live, traveling into the night in the darkness, you are my escape from the reality and that is why never I would like to stop dreaming in my mind.
Who cares? If this world stops, with you I would like to escape from the reality and never come back never ever again.