You are my first thought in the morning,
my thoughts through out the day,
you are my last thought before i cry my self to sleep,
you are all i dream about,
its like you consume my soul,
and just as i think I'm over u,
i realize that I'm not,
i wish that this was all just a dream,
and that when i awake from this nightmare,
you will be there holding me telling me that its OK it was all just a dream,
and now i realize that its not a dream,
its reality,
and no matter how much i think about you,
no matter how much i dream of you,
it will never bring you back to me.
