The Dream
It all seams like a dream,
I walk through the day in a daze,
With the distant memory,
Of your lips pressed softly to mine.
I miss everything,
Your kiss,
Your touch,
The way you talk to me,
Softly,
Sweetly,
Passion lacing around every word.
I try to forget,
To push you out of my mind,
But when you look at me,
I look at you,
And fall in love all over again.
I miss all that we had,
All that we almost had,
What we could have had.
I want to hold you.
Never let you go.
I want to hold your hand,
To be more than just friends.
To hear you say you love me,
And to not even be mine,
Causes my heart to break,
Into 1000 pieces.
Again I want to cry,
I hate that you left me,
For someone different.
I hate this raging nightmare,
Where it seams,
You will never be mine.
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