As I am lying here
in the quiet of the night,
I cannot help think of everything
that makes up my life.
And you just happen to be
one of the most precious things.
It has been so long since I have seen you,
since I have heard you talk,
since I have felt your hands on me.
I keep asking myself:
"Why do I still like you so much
after all this time?"
I mean, we are a world apart...
But out here in the quiet of the night,
everything is coming back to me.
Like it was yesterday and
not months and months ago
I can see you so clearly in my mind.
Your 'always so perfect' hair...
your dark brown eyes...
your soft, full lips...
that I wanted so badly to kiss.
You seem so real in my mind
yet, you are so far...
like a distant star
I am wishing on tonight.
It has been so long since I have seen you
Yet my feelings for you are so strong.
Even time could not change them (yet).
Even now, just thinking about you
I get that same old feeling.
That feeling I have had,
so much trouble getting used to
an urge to hug you and kiss you passionately.
Yet I cannot.
We are so far apart...
Distance makes people forget each other;
Will you forget me?
I know you will always be in my heart.
And I know that for a fact,
because I just realized
I love you.
There is only one question
I want so badly to know the answer to.
And that question is:
"Do you love me, too?"
PART II
I once had a dream of a beautiful girl
She was wearing a beautiful white dress
A dress unlike any other
It had small tiny diamonds all over it
Only for the prettiest queen it will be fit
I remember looking at her placing my hand on my heart
An image of absolute beauty was what she was
She looked at me and laughed while pointing to my heart
I realized then and there that her standards were just too high
But I was wrong- what she really meant was that I was too shy
Unable to approach her in my dream or in real life
When I woke up from that dream I realized who she was
She was the girl who I really wanted all through my life
Although out of fear of rejection I never approached her
She laughed at me in my dream to show me that she also cared
Waiting for me, wanting me to be part of her life forever
PART III
With a look she captures me,
Eyes intense and fiery,
And then a sudden awakening,
Of what my world was blind to see
How could a beauty so refined,
Be kept at bay for such a time,
Charm and grace artfully combined
Oh, what pleasure to make her mine
But no, her heart longs to be free
And dance around society
No chains or weight just melody
An angel of chance and uncertainty
This heart that's free will travel far
And hitch her wagon to a star
Proving divinely avatar
Rips through the scene but leaves no scar
To view art by beauty such as this
The yearning soul it must confess
The heart that's free it fights to posess
And lock it away in secure darkness
But why capture this heart so young in age?
Before it's chance to walk the stage
Draw in, relish the audience praise
And make the suitors wait for days
I wish your heart to be free 'till it tires so
And settles in the arms of a lucky fellow
I wish you strength and for your wings to grow
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