• I see you in my dreams. I can smell your wonderful fresh scent in the depth of my arms.

    I am filled with hope when you smile and I am shaken when you are anguish.
    But, in the dream, you are nothing but an illusion.

    Without you, my fantasy becomes a nightmare, dead with hatred, darkness, and grief.

    On my knees, I beg for your forgiveness, and plead for your everloving kindness.

    Yet you glare at me so coldly, a woman whom I had loved, but is now just a marble face.

    I cannot live without the thought of you, the taste of you, and the feelings reserved for you.

    I am lost, withering away, and forever there would never be a smile quite like yours.