How does one know when she loves another?
If she wakes up with his name on her lips...

Sea mist fills the air
Like clouds of perfume puffs...

She is the ghost lingering
At the back of your mind...

Oh, how I wish from slumber I would never wake
Have me in the sweetest dream I long to partake...

How can someone’s hand fit in yours
And be so with another...

The closest I’ll ever be
Is a friend by your side...

Words can only capture so much
But could only hope to reach...

There’s this sad gleam in his eyes,
The faraway stare into darkness...

This is for someone who made me want to look up at...

I can never tell
The difference of his hands...