In the quiet hours, I wake and find,
Your image lingering, haunting my mind.
Slipping back to dreams where you reside,
Morning comes, and you're still by my side.
Daylight breaks, and yet you stay,
A daydream that never fades away.
In every moment, there you are,
A constant presence, near or far.
Night returns, the cycle renews,
Thoughts of you, like morning dews.
Waking, dreaming, night and day,
In my heart, you always stay.
