Is it wrong of me to miss you,
think of your smile each night before I drift off into my realm of fantasy?
Laying awake for hours in admiration of the sky's courage to express.
Praying, hoping, wishing I could be that open with emotion.
That open with you.
My shyness defeats Feeling from his post;
overthrowing his rightful place in physical appearance.
I sit, waiting for the day I unveil myself.
Rip off this protective casing around my tender heart,
set me free from this mental prison I built around my mind.
The clouds pass, leaving their snow white exterior aside.
They bring new life to the sky with their grumbling thunder and
tears of pain.
A slide show of the past plays in the back of my mind;
moments you and I got stuck in the rain.
Taking advantage of the beauteous droplets falling to our warm flesh;
melting into our faces.
Nights where memories were made,
promises broken,
and love kindling underneath it all.
I think you should know, those memories won't dissipate in time,
at least not within my heart.
I would give any thing to be your world again.
I wish to take those moments back,
let go of the rest of my past and fill my future with your love.
I guess I wander, looking for myself out here.
Myself with you, which I know I will never have back,
nevertheless, the thought still takes pride in lingering among my dreams.
Laying awake for hours in admiration of the sky.
Lying awake under raindrops, falling to my flesh;
melting into my skin.
Praying, hoping, wishing I was in your arms once again.
