I shot out of bed once agian
To find the dream was not real
Another Fleeting moment
fading into the darkness,
your face still fresh in my mind
I try and forget
but my soul longs for you
the beauty I have yet to see,
what a cruel joke
that my soul has been playing
showing l0ve to my heart
only to find it made in my mind,
a false reality that feels so real
sleeping with such joy
and waking with such sorrow
a hell I can not escape,
I held you
spoke sweet nothings into your ear
your laugh infecting my being
your smile radiating my soul,
I hope one day we shall meet again
hopefully I will be right with myself
so I can givee you the love
that haunts my dreams
Zachs Corner 