Let me dwell on these dreams a lil more
And you are farther from me than I want you to be
I'd rather have you next to me under the birch leaves
whilst our fingers lose themselves in overgrowth
how I love your soul
And you are farther from me than I want you to be
I'd rather have you crying on my shoulder
whilst the rain kissed our lips numb
Let me dwell on these dreams a little more
maybe it'll help pass the time
but do I believe I am in love with you
or in love with the perfect dream?
. . . . .
And you are farther from me than I want you to be
This buttercup on the verge of wilting
whilst you lay dreaming of another lifetime
how I love your soul
And you are farther from me than I want you to be
This sunrise finding no smile to cradle in her arms
whilst your nightmares keep you in their grasp
Let me dwell on these dreams a little more
maybe it'll help pass the time
but do I believe I am in love with you
or in love with the perfect dream?
fin
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Yeah, so its sort of happening again and this is bad. Really bad. *sigh* Because I can't have him and yet I care for him so damn much that it hurts. . . . he doesn't make me cry, he makes me smile, he makes me happy to be so alive and I really wish I could be there for him in this time of pain... just sit at his bed side, with flowers and chocolates and a deck of cards and pass the time away ... just because I wanted to be with him... *sigh*... why him???