blowin’ in the wind

“If you see her, tell me why, why didn’t she say goodbye?” He couldn’t cool down his screams; he still had all those dreams. “Until when will she hide?” He feared that she had lied. “Is this a nightmare, or she really left me?” He still had hopes she would never flee. And through the night he remained silent, consumed by the screams of his mind. As time went by he became violent, in fear that he had been blind. “Doesn’t bother you that I’m not the one?” He wondered where she was hidden, and what wrong he’d done.