Missing the memory of you and me,
I fall asleep and dream of this;
my heart swelling from your kiss.
I hold my breath, I halt my beat.
I hunger for your comfort and heat.
My skin grows cold, my face turns blue,
and still, my dreams are of you.

A pain in my chest and shortness of breath
awakes to the aches of heartbreak.
You are not here, but I do not fear.

I return to sleep with this memory I'll keep
of a moment I dearly miss.
How I'd hold you close, whom I loved the most,
and continue to live in your kiss.