Last night I had a dream
so to see if it were true,
this morning when I woke
I almost telephoned you.

My fingers knew the number,
but my heart forgot the words..
so when you answered and asked who it was,
silence was all you heard.

Sometimes I wish that you were here
to make my dreams more real
but then I remember all of the pain
that you always made me feel.

I guess it is for the better
that we are still apart
I thought my mind had accepted that
until in my dream, again, you broke my heart.

I'm fascinated at your thoughts
They cross mine all the time
I can't wait for the things you say
whether in a text or in a rhyme.

To be in love with someone's looks,
is a common thing I'm told;
but to love to the very deepest part
is to love another's soul.

And so I love with a love so strong
that binds me to a prayer,
that maybe one day you'll rhyme for me
instead of someone who doesn't care.

All the time I spend with him,
is time that my mind spends with you.
Always when I kiss his lips,
my mind I almost lose.

The beauty in your lonesome words
Brings rhythm to my soul,
and all the while I'm speaking with him,
the warmth of your smile grows cold.

If I had the choice to choose,
it's you I'd want with me;
but still I'm here, wishing you were near
to softly whisper to me.

So wait I will until the day
I leave him to be with you,
and hope that you can forgive my past
because I'm not in love with him, but you.