"Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song...."
I wanted it to be you. So badly. I wanted you. Your body. Your mind. Your warmth. Your beautiful soul. But sometimes things don't always end up how you want it to be.
You were the first person I think of when I wake up and the last person I think of when I dream. The closest I can ever get to you is my dreams.
I miss your warm touch, the sound of your voice, the sound of your laugh- my goodness how much I was in love with you. I think I might still be in love with you. But I won't ever admit that.
Not to anyone. Never. I can now only live vicariously through other people in love. How I wish that was me. 'Til next time, my love.