I lay awake, imagining the things that could be, but yet never will. I lay there longing for you, your touch, your warmth, but all I ever get from you, is a cold shoulder, or nothing at all.
My heart longs to feel the passion, the beat of your own, but my mind knows best....right? My mind tells me to let you go while my body, my heart, my entire being tells me to hold you closer, when I can barely even reach you, I think of you. All day, every day, all night, every night your my first thought in the morning, and my last at night, you are my sunrise but also my sunset, you are my reality..but all you are and all you will ever be..is just another dream...
