How can I be so completely, head-over-heels in love with you and still dream of another?

In my dreams, I see a man, an old friend, what might have been.
But he isn’t the one that steals softly the breath from my lungs at the very mention of his name.

That is how I know he is no more than a shadow, and I am where I am meant to be —in the light of your love.