I hate the reality

My moonlight knocking my window
i disturbed,
i waked,
my bedroom scolding me to get out
i can't believe my eyes
something suddenly changed
stars in my garden trees
the smell of hundred night flowers
the moon with a night rainbow
flying feathers saying the symptoms
i realized she is coming
but my clock says
don't forget her goodbye
even you are in dream
i realized
i have a gift
its her goodbye
i hate this reality....