It seems like you've become a distant dream, a memory I can't decide if I made up or experienced. If it were real, how could it have ended? I remember laughing....crying....flirting.....holding and being held. You were my smile from morning through my dreams. Our eyes were our constant reflection. Side by side you accompanied my music, then we walked out our living duet. What happened? Why am I still crying myslef to sleep every night? When you were with me, my tears had finally stopped. You loved me.... I know that if we were to meet again you'd feel the same. Why won't you find me? You still have my heart.....do I still have any of yours?
