I see you in my dreams. Our moments together seem both long and brief. I can't get over how beautiful you are. There's two questions I want to ask you. But when we look at one another, I can't get the words out. Then you leave and I'm filled with regret by not saying the words that I feel I need to say to you. But hopefully when I see you again I will ask you the words I have been feeling. To ask you out. To tell you I want to be with you.