I remember how confused I use to be wanting you to love me, if you feel the way I feel. I remember days when you became ghost, nights I couldn't sleep.

If only you had known the agony of not being able to possess your soul In the most passionate ways the eyes alone won't ever see.

I told myself you will always be my dreamer, my drifter... Because you were that shadow that lurks as I foresee. My mystery I see, loving for you and me.

There is something about a man who possesses such stride with a smile within the eyes...A being that is bond to my soul, a soul that is tortured and torn...a beautiful one withhold.

...And for the first time in my life, I feel a mess, I am losing control. For the first time in my life, someone broke me down to the core and have me begging for more. I fiend for his love, I craved it... But I know I'll never have it.

I remember my dreamer, my drifter... Always away and could never stay. I wish he could've spend the days, to take my breathe away. His words may be few, but his eyes spoke it all... And even though I could hardly see myself in his eyes, I stayed there for  while.

He was my dreamer, until he drifted away from shore... Fell to another's feet and left me there needing more. I knew what power I had to capture your entire self, you didn't give me the chance to show you how beautiful loving you could of been.

I fell in love with you, for you to fall in love with someone else... And it hurts. You took my soul, travel to places no one had ever been before. My dreamer, my drifter.

S.B