I guess it was all a dream,
When the fairy sprinkled pixie dust,
Spreading magic, on that very island
Unhappily, leaving things to indecision
All those stare and laughter
Those unfussy conversations,
Finally, it has led us with nothing to say.
Nevertheless, it shouldn't have ended.
It could have worked out,
If you wanted to.
I kept the magic, I tried to
Then again, I wonder if you did try at all.